draoawokeonhisbed.ithadjustbeenanotherdream,thankmerlin.

hestrethedhisarms,feelingsatisfiedatthepopinhisspineashedidso.

“oh,thankgod,you’reawake.”

drao’seyesroketedopen,onlytofalluponharrypotter,sittingattheedgeofhisbedintheslytherindungeons.

“youpassedoutandthenyoubeamehumanagain,andyou’retootalltooverwiththeinvisibilitycloakentirely,soihadtolevitateyoudownherewithyourfeetstikingout.lukily,noonewastheretosee,”harryrambledabit.

“youweren’tsupposedtoknow,”wasalldraoouldbringhimselftosay.

“thanks,harry.you’reverywelomefornotleavingyouonthegrassintherainforanyosee,malfoy,”harrysaid.

“mgonagallwillkillmenowthatyouknow.”

“well,beingkilleddoesn’tappeartobeallthatbad,”harrysaid,notwithoutahintofbitterness.

“potter,i’msorry.ididn’tthinkitwouldbotheryou.”

“itdid.”

“iknow.i’msorry,”draorepeated,sittingup.asilenehungheavybetweenthem.“itfeltliketheonlyoption.”

“how?”

“thetrialmayhavegonewell,hadigone,butthewholeworldhatedme.stilldoes.evenifiwasexoed,iouldn’tlivewiththestaringandthewhispering.iouldn’tliveknowingnoonereallyfaveme,”draoexpined.

“ifaveyou.”

“iknow.”

harryfidgetedwiththehemofhisshirt.

“wedon’thavetotellher,”hesaid,finally,hiseyesmeetingdrao’s.

“thatyouknow?no,isupposewedon’t.iouldjustobliviateyouandweouldarryonlike—”

“no!”harryiedquikly.

“no?”

“iwon’ttenyone.notasoul.”

“ian’t.”

“please.”

“potter.”

“i—”harrybrokeeyeontat,settlingonthebeddi

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