Draowasloungingonthesofa,havingstoppedhisTransfigurationwork“onlyforaminutetoresthiseyes”.Heonlyrealizedhe’dbeendozingforhalfanhourwhenhewasshakenoutofhisstuporbytheportraitdoorlosingasenteredtheroom.

“SohowarethingsontheGryffindorsideoftheshool?”DraodrawledasheagainlookedattheTransfigurationessayhehadtowrite.

HarrylookedsurprisedthatDraohadaskedsuhaquestion.“Er—fineIguess.”

“Iwasn’tatuallyied,”DraorepliedpointedlyasHarryploppedintothearmhairfaingthesofa.

TheGryffindorshruggedarelessly.“Sothen,howarethingsattheSlytherinendoftheshool?”

“Iwouldn’tknow.You’dhavetogototheSlytherinonRoomtofindthatout.”

Harrygrinnedlopsidedly.“Yes,IwaspnningondoingthatbutIthoughtI’dhekwithyoufirsttoseeifyouknewandsavemethetripbytellingme.”

“Sarasmdoesnotsuityou,Harry.”

“Ifyousayso.”

“Ido.”

Apause.“Sowhenisyourappearaneinourt?”

DraohidhissurpriseasHarrywaitedforananswer.“Monday.”

“Monday?Thatsoonafterthefuneral?”

“Ofourse.You’renotthinkinglikeaSlytherin,Harry.IfNarissahadrequestedFriday,IouldthensaythatthefuneralwasonFridayandmoveittoadateofmyhoie,whateverwasonveenoughforme.SaturdayorSundaywouldbeonveformeandthereforeareoutofthequestion.ButsineIalreadymissFriday’ssses,it’sonlymoreinonveformetomissMonday’saswell.Anythingtothrowoffyouroppo,Harry.You’dbesurprisedhowthelittlethingsanunderminepeople.”

“Sowho’sgoingtobethere?”

“Myself,mygodfather,mymother,Arheonasholderofmyfather’swill,andtheWizengamot.”

“WhatifIwantedtoome?”Harry’svoiesoundedasifhedidn’tarewhetherhewentornot,butDraowasn’tfooled.

“You’realreadyomingtothefuneral,PotterDon’tpushit.”

“Whyan’tIome?”

“You’renotinvolved.”

Harrybithislipforaseond,asifweighingsomedeisioninhismind.“Iouldbe,”hewhispered.

Drao’seyesnarrowedslightlyasHarryrefusedtomeethisgaze.“Whatareyougettingat?”

“Look,orretmeifI’mwrong,butit’syourwordagainstthepersontheworldseesasyourmother.Shesaysyoushouldnotiandyousaythatyoushould.”Harrypausedandfumbledforwords.“Your…yourdad’snotthereanymoretomakesuretheoutomeiswhatyouwant.”DraoaughtthedoubleimpliationsofHarry’swords.Harrywasingaroundthesubjetofbribery,anoptionthatwasnotopentoDrao.“Idon’tknowwhatkindofswayNarissaBkholds,butintheworstasesenarioshewouldbeequaltowhatyourfatherusedtohold.Evenwithoutthat,she’sgotwizardingwonhersidebeauseyou’renotlegalyetandsheis.”

Draosighed.Healreadyhadthoughtthroughthisviiousirleoflogihimself.“Harry,ometothepoint.”

“IfIameasyourfiané,thenyouwouldbelegalandtherewouldbenothingtheyoulddotostopyourianeseeingasthewholeproblemarosebeauseyouaren’talegaladultyet.”

There.He’dsaidit.HarrywaitedforDrao’sresponse.Buttherewasn’tone.TheseondsseemedtostrethintolifetimesasDraosatsilent,hiseyeslookingdownathisTransfigurationtextbookwithoutseeingtheprintedwords.

Theblondshudderedashebreathedoutslowlyandspoke,hisvoiesoundingdeadtoHarry’sears.“Thatisnotanoption.Iwillnotallowsomethingastrivialaslegalitytoinfluenesomethinglikethat.”Gatheringhisbooks,Draostoodandheadedtowardsthebedroom,pausingatHarry’swords.

“Atleastweagreeonthat.IfIweretosayanyvows,theywouldbereal.”

Chapter34:BkMarble,WhiteMarble,andGold

RonwasjustfinishingthestofhisHistoryofMagiessaywhenHermioneexitedlypulledhimovertoanabandonedorneroftheGryffindoronRoom.

“Ifinished!”shesaidexitedlyasshepushedhimdownintoahairandsatdownintheoppositeone.

“Finishedwhat?”

“MypnforrevengeonRitaSkeeter.”

NowRonwasied.“I’min.”

“Youdon’tevenknowwhatitisyet.”

“Doesn’tmatter.Whatarewedoing?”

Hermionesmiledandoutlinedthepn.“Well,firstIwantedtogoafterherpersonallyandpratiesomespellsonher,butIouldn’tdothatuntilvaationandbythattimeitwouldbetooteforthispn.WhatIwanttodoisdiseherfromeverwritingaboutHarryeveragain.”

“Soundsgood.Howdowedoit?”

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