PushingtherestofhisdessertinCrabbe’sdiretion,DraostoodupfromtheSlytherintableandfollowedHarry.
Harrywalkeddowntotheke,ompletelyunawareoftheVeriaefollowinghimatadistane.HewastornbetweenseveralemotionswhihwerebattlingforontrolangeratRonassumingthathisewithDraowasn’treal,worrybeausemaybeRonwasright,fearthatRonwasright,self-loathingforbeingupsetatRonbeausetherewasnowayRonouldhaveknownHarry’sfeelingsaboutthee.Itwasn’tasifHarryhadtoldhim.Buthowouldhe?Fromhisreationthatafternoon,itwasobviousthatRonwasnotreadytouandhowhisfeelingsforDraohadhanged.Ronhadn’tgonethroughwhatHarryhad,soofourseheouldn’tuandthisshiftofemotion.
Harrysighed,shiveringagainsttheoldnightair.Andwhatwouldhedo?Whatouldhedo?Heknewthatifhewaitedanddidn’ttellRonitwouldjustmakethingsworseter.RonwouldfindoutfromsomeoneelseorinsomeotherwayandthenhewouldfeelthatHarryhadnottrustedhim,orworsebetrayedhim.
AndthenwhatifRonwasright?Draohadseemedserious.Veryserious.Andbeforethat,whenhe’dbroughtuptheoptionofethefirsttime,Draowouldn’teventhinkofitbeausehedidn’twanttohaveafakee.But…Draohadneveratuallysaidtheyweretrulygettingmarried.Theyhadn’ttalkedaboutitatallinfat.
“Youknow,I’malmostpositivethatit’sbeenproventhatstandingaroundoutsidewithoutwarmlothingleadstoproblemswithyourhealth.ButIouldbewrong,”avoiedrawledfrombehindhimandHarrylookeduptoseeDraowathinghimlookingbemused.
“Ineededtothinkaboutsomething,”Harrymutteredturningbaktolookattheke.
“Doesyourmindnotworkunlessit’sbelowfreezing?etothinkofit,thatwouldexpinalot.”
InspiteofhimselfHarrygrinnedatDrao’sommentastheblondmovedtostandbesidehim.
“Sowhatdidtheydothistime?”Draoaskedafteramoment.
“What?”
Draosighed.“It’sobviousthatsomethinghappenedeitherbeforeorduringdinnertomakeyouthisway,andyouwereupintheGryffindorTowerbeforethat.Sowhatdidtheydo?”Heexpinedasifhewerespeakingtosomeonewhodoesnotthinkveryfast.
“Ron…saidsomething.”
“Ah,Weasel.Ishouldhaveguessed.”
“Don’tallhimthat.”
“Whenhe’smakingyouupsetI’llallhimwhatIwant.”
“I’mnotupset.”
“Ofourse,andthat’swhyyou’restandingouthereattemptingtofreezeyourself.”
“Hereallydidn’tsayanything…muh.Hejustsawtheeringandaskedmeatwhatdateweweregoingtobreakitoff.”
Draogredatthesnowonthegroundasifitwereoffendinghim.“Howunouth.”
Harrylookeddownatthesnowaswell.“We’re…notgoingtobreakitoffthough,right?”
Draowassilentforamoment.“I’llexpinmyanswerintwoways.Logiwouldremindusthatevenwhenweleavehere,itwillnothangethefatthatIamaVeriaeandIambondedtoyou.Wewillhavetolivetogetherregardless,andwouldnotbeabletomarryanyoneelseanyway.Therefore,thereisnoreasontobreakitoff.”
Harryfelthurtbythisexpnationforareasonheouldnotfathom.HewouldhavetolivewithDraofortherestofhislife,heknewthat.Butjusthavingthatasareasonbehindeandthenmarriage…
ButDraodidnotgivehimtimetofinishthatthoughtbeauseheontinuedspeaking.
“Andfortheseondway…”Drao’shandliftedHarry’shinsothatHarry’seyesaughthisown.TheblondleanedlosertowhisperinHarry’sear.“IwillremindyouthatitisIwhomyouareengagedto.AndIwouldnotallowanythingtobreakoure.”
Drao’smouthfoundHarry’sandHarrywaslostinatideofwhatmadeDrao…DraoMalfoy.Arrogant,possessive,self-assured,quiktoanger,yetyoung,needfulandVeriae.HisarmsedaroundDrao’sshoulders,drawinghimlose.HeouldfeelDrao’shandsslidedownhisloaktorestatthesmallofhisbak,andheouldfeelthetworingsDraoworethroughhislothingasthoughtheyburneduponhisskin.TheMalfoysigringandtheMalfoyering.Therightonethat,mirroredonhishand,markedhimasDrao’sandmarkedDrao’sashisown.
HermionelookedupasRonfelldownintothesofaoppositeherintheslowlyemptyingGryffindoronRoom.
“IjustsentGinnytotheowlerywiththeletterswewrote,”shetoldhim.
“That’sgood.”Ron’svoiesoundedlistlessandunaring.Hermionefrowned,notiinghishaggardappearane.
“What’swrong?”
“Everything!”Ronshouted,startlingthetwofirst-yearswhowerewhisperingtoeahotherinaorner.Hefellbakdeftedagainstthesofa’sbak.“Andnothing,”hewhispered.“Idon’tknowwhattodo.”
Hermionemovedtohissideandheldoutherarmstohim.Ashefellintotheirseurityshepulledhimlose.“Whathappened?”
“Isawthem.HarryandMalfoy.”
HermionewaitedasRonpaused,notrushinghiswords.
“Idon’tthink…thatthey’regoingtobreakoffthee…ever.”
“What?”
“Isawthemkissing—again—downbytheke.Iknowthey’dhavetokeepupappearanesbutthatwasgoingtoofar.Whateverthey’refeeling,it’sreal,Hermione.”
Hermionerokedhimslowlyashetrailedoffagain.
“Idon’tknowwhattothink!Idon’tknowwhattodo!He’smybestfriend,butit…it’sMalfoy!”
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