Nowthingsweren’tomputingforDrao.“Wait,Pottersavedme?”

“Apparentlyso,althoughthewhyofthematterstilleludesme.”

“Hedoesn’tloveme.”

“You’resosureofthat?”

“Hehatesme.”

Luiuslookedathissonpointedly.Healreadyknewthat.

“Onenightisn’tgoingtohangeyears’worthoffeelings.”

“Maybe.”CameLuius’sresponse,buttheolderMalfoywasthinking.SomethinginwhatDraohadsaidhadtriggeredamemoryofaoionhe’dhadwiththeDarkLordamonthorsobeforethe“DepartmentofMysteries”i.Somethingaboutimpulses…butheouldn’trememberwhythatwasimportantatthismomentintimesohereturnedtoDrao,pushingthememorybakintothereessesofhismindtoponderoverter.

“You’llhavetoseehimtoday.”

“Wehavessestogether.”

“Notforsses,Drao.You’llneedtoworkthingsoutwithhimtoday.He’shadlongenoughtomullitoveranyway;youmightaswelltalkaboutyoursituation.”

“Whatsituation?Andwhyhashehadtimeto‘mullitover’?”

Luius’seyebrowrose.“Drao,exatlyhowmuhofthatbookdidyouskimover?”

Draoatleasthadthemodestytolookbashful.“Everythingafter—”

“AfteryoufoundoutabouttheAspetusandwhatitmeant.”Luiusfinishedwithanairofdisappoi.“Youfiguredyouwouldneverhaveamateandthereforeitwouldn’tapplytoyou.”

“YesFather.”

“Well,Drao,thenyouhadbetteraskGrangerforthatbookbakbeauseasofthreedaysago,whenyouwereontheroadtosuiide,yougainedamateandnowyoumustataly.”

“Threedaysago?”

“Youhavebeensleepingforthreedaysasyourbodyreovered.Normalhumanswouldn’thavebeenabletosurvivewithoutairforaslongasyoudid,andeveninVeriaetermsyouweremuhtoolosetodeathtosurviveandgetupthemtopyQuiddith.”

Hisfather’ssarastitonewasnotlostonhim.“Oh.”

“So,nowyouhaveamatetodealwith.Amate,whoafewmomentsago,yousaiddoesnotlovenorevenlikeyou.”

“Oh.”

AndthatsummedupDrao’sfeelingsquiteniely.

AsLuiushadpointedout,Harryhadbeengiventhreedaysoftimetomulloverhisurrentsituation.Andreadingthatbookfromovertooverhadgivenhimalotoftimetothink…andtoberatehimself.Well,he’dstartedberatinghimselfafterhe’dmetDrao’sfatherwaitingforthematthedoorstotheastle…ormorelikewaitingforhimtoarryDrao’ssleepingformtothedoorsoftheastle.DraohadexhangedhandsandbeenarriedofftowhereveritwasthoughtproperbyLuiustotakehim,andHarryhadwalkeduptotheboysdormlostinthought.He’dnevergottenthere.RonhadbeenwaitingforhimintheGryffindoronRoom.Theoionhadbeenawkwardtosaytheleast.

“Youknow,yououldhavetoldmeHarry,”Ronsaid,lookingintotheheerfullybzingfire.“Iwouldhavesupportedyou.Itoldyouthat.”

Harryfrowned.“Ron,Idon’tknowwhattothinkrightnow…anwetalkaboutthister?”

Ronhadagreed,andtheybothhadgoneuptobed,notsayinganotherword.Well,Ronhadgonetobed.Harryhadstayedup,readingandthinking.Ataboutfourinthem,he’dgivenuponreadingandhadjustsatonhisbedthinking.He’ddoneitagain,andthistimehereallyouldn’tsaywhy.Atthemomenthe’dfelthehadbeendoingtherightthingyetlookingbakonthemoment,hefeltallonfused.Thefeelingsbetweenthisnightandthenow,andthatnightandthethenwereidential…sortof.Exeptthistimenoonehaddied.Lasttime…thesttimeHarryhadgivenintohisimpulseslikethat…Siriushaddied.

Ian’tbelieveIdidthatagain,heberatedhimself.Hedidn’tknowwhattothink,hedeidedatexatly4:09inthem.Hereallydidn’t.He’dsavedDrao’slife,thatmuhheknew,butwhy?Nowthatthemomentwasgone,heouldlookbakandseethathe’datedpurelyonimpulse.

Butanimpulseofwhat?Hismindaskedrebelliously.Harryignoredthisquestionheouldnotanswerandwentonwithhisanalyzing.

Withoutompleteknowledgeoftheinformationheouldhavehad,he’dtakentheplunge.Yes,thereweresomewhat“better”resultsthistime,therewasabrightsidetolookto.Noonehaddied.Noonehadevengottenhurt…well,exeptforthewindow.Butwaswhathehaddonetrulytherightthing?Harrydidn’tknow.

Infat,threedaysterHarrystilldidn’tknow,andstillhadn’tometogripswiththestrangefeelingsthathadprevailedthatnight.TheonesthathadtoldhimtosaveDrao’slifeatallostsbeauseitwasimportant,neessary…even,maybe,mandatorywastherightwordtouse.Wheneverhethoughtofhowhe’dfeltduringthatnight,heeventuallyhadtoomebaktothosefeelingsthathaddrivenhisimpulses,andwheneverhethoughtofthose…hehitaroadblok.Beausehetrulyouldn’tsayheuoodhowhe’dfelt.Heouldgoovertheexatsameargumentsnow,threedayster,inhishead,andyettheydidn’thavethesameompellingfore.MaybethatwasbeauseDrao’slifewasn’tingeratthismomentintime,maybehewasjustbeingignorant,butsomethinginsidehimwasdhtgdthatDraowasn’tdead.Theotherpartsofhimthatweremorelogialwere…dealingwiththesituationasbesttheyould.

Andforthesethreedaysthathe’dbeenthinking,RonandHermionehadturned,almost,intoshadowsaroundhim.RonmusthavetoldHermioneofHarry’srequesttotalkaboutitter,asshewasn’tpryingfordetails.Infat,surprisingly,thewholeshoolwasn’tpryingfordetails.Well,atleastnotfromhim.TheentireSlytherinhousewasinastateofpanioverDrao’surrenthealthissue.Ofoursetheyhadbeentoldthathewasverysik,enoughtobequarantinedinhisroom(“TheSlytherinsgettheirownrooms?”Ron

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