“Wathout!”HeheardDraoyellandhepulledonthehandleoftheFireboltinanattempttoswerveoutoftheway.Itwasn’tenough.

Theairseemedtoshiftaroundhim,andhewaspushedunderthebranh.HeouldhearDraohissasoneofhiswingssrapedtheundersideofthebranhandbothboysfelltowardsthegroundandndedinanundignifiedheap.Theyrolled,HarrylosingontrolofhisFirebolt,whihskitteredawayafewfeetbeforeomingtoastandstill.HarrybraedhisarmsagainstthesoftgrassygroundtofighttheirmomentumandthetwostoppedwithHarry’sarmsoneithersideofDrao’shead,theirlegsentangledinthesoftgrass,Drao’swingsspreadoutonthegrassaroundthem,andhismouthafewinhesaboveDrao’sown.

Harryfroze,hiseyeslokingonthesilver-graypoolsthatwerelookingupathimwithnotraeofasneer.Justlooking.

Thelearing,theforestitself,wassilent,waitingforwhatwouldhappen.Slowly,asiffastmovementwouldbreakthestillness,onehandrosetoaressthenapeofHarry’snek,pullinghimdownslightlyasDrao’sbodyroseunderhhim.Theirlipsmetinthesileneofthelearing.Harryrexedand,leaningintothekiss,turnedhastemorepassionate.

Drao’swings,silkenurtainsofnight,ameuptoaroundHarry’sbodyinawaysosimirtohisdreams.Drao’smouthbegantoexplorehisnek,trailingwetkissesdowntohisolrbonebeforereturningtoHarry’smouthagain.

Harry’sfingerstraileddownthesharparistoratijawlineanddowntothenapeofDrao’snektotangleinthesoftptinumstrands.HismouthfollowedhisfingerstoDrao’sear,pausingtowhisper,“IsthisyouortheVeriae?”

Silvereyesaughthisown.“Both.”

“Good.”AndanyotherwordsHarrymighthavesaidwerelosttoDrao’smouthonhisown.

Chapter26:EyeofandSlipsofYew

Harryouldn’tontainasmirkrivalingDrao’spatentedonewhentheDailyProphetbetedlybegantoreporttheattaks.BynowitwasobviousthattheywereDeathEaterattaks.OneofthemorereentoneshadbeenthedestrutionofasmallmuggletownandtheDarkMarkhadbeenpromiinthesky.Nooneouldpretendnow,thattheywerejustfreakaidentsortehnialmalfuntions,atleastnotintheWizardingWorld.Still,asthenumberofattaksgrew,thestudentsbegantogetvisiblytenseandedgy.Parentsbeganwritingmoreoften,justtohekthattheirsonordaughterwassafeandtosaythattheythemselvesweresafe.Whispersinthehallsabouttheattaksbeamelouderasstudentswonderedwhosefamilywouldbethefirsttobeattaked.

Draowoketoastrangenumbsensationinhisleftlegandrealizedthatheouldn’tfeelanythinglowerthanhisthigh.Blinkingblearilyinthedimlight,heattemptedtosituponlytofindthatheouldn’tmovemuhinthatwayeither.Theauseofthiswastheotherpersoninthebed,whowasstillsleepingsoundly,hisarmsedaroundDrao’storsoandhislegsedaroundDrao’sleftleg.

“Potter,”DraogentlypushedHarry.Noreation.“Harry.”Hetriedagain.

Harrymutteredsomethingthatheouldn’tuandintohisstomah.

“Harry,Ineedyoutounwindyourselffrommyleftleg.Ian’tfeelitanymore.”

Withtheeffortofonewhowasmoreasleepthanawake,Harryrolledslightlytotheleft…theoppositediretionofwhatDraohadbeenaimingfor.

“Harry,havingyourlowerbodysituatedbetweenmylegsdoesnothelpmegetoutofbedfaster.”

Draoheardamoreintelligentmumblethistime,“’tbelieveyousaidthatwithastraightfae,”butignoredit.AgainHarryrolledtotheleftandoffofDrao’slegsentirely.However,hewasstillusingDrao’supperbodyasapillow.

“Harry—”Draobegantopointthisoutbutwasutoff.

“Doyouhavetomove?”Harrymumbledandthenaddedsomethingunintelligiblealongthelinesof“M’sleepy.”

Draoponderedthis.Itwasstilltheweekendandhedidn’thavetogoanywhere…well,exeptdowntobreakfastbutheouldgetfoodter.

“Fine,butyouowemeone.”

Harry’sreplywasagainamumbleofthingsDraoouldn’tmakeout,butinafewminuteshetoohaddriftedbaktosleep.

RonandHermionestoodoutsidetheportraitofMedusa,unsureofwhethertoknokorwaitforeitherHarryorDraotograntthementrane.

“Ifyouwanttogetin,you’regoingtohavetowaitawhileunlessyouhavethepassword.”Medusaommented,iingherfingernailsasifexpetingtoseedirtunderhthem.

“bsp;youtellthemthatwe’rehere?”Hermioneasked.WhenHarryhadn’tshownupatbreakfast,shehadworriedlydraggedRondowntothedungeonstofindoutiftheirfriendwasOK.

“No,Ian’t.”

“Why?”Ronasked.

“BeauseIdon’thaveaesstothebedroom,”amethetartreply.“Andthat’swherethey’vebeenallm.”

“Toomuhinformation!”Ronyelped,hisearsasifheexpetedthepituretounhintosordiddetails.

InatoneakintoHermione’s,thepiturespoke.“Hadtheybeendoingwhatyouaresuggesting,youngman,Iwouldhavefoundanexusetogovisitanotherportrait.”

Ronshrugged,admittingthattheportraithadapoint.

“Sothey’vebeensleepingthiswholetime?”Hermioneasked.

“FromwhatIantell,yes.Eitherthatorloungingarounddoingnothing.”

“Drao,doyouhavetousemybakasadesk?”Harrymuttered,feelingthequillmovinglightlyoverhisbakashespoke.

“Doyouontinuetowanttousemeasapillow?Thenyes.Youaretheftsurfae,afterall.”

“Doyouhavetobedoinghomeworknow?”Harry’swordswerespokeninatrulypitifulwhine.

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