“Iknowwean’tstopyoufromw,”Felixoffered,“butwehaveleadsonthease.Wewon’tstopuntilwe’vefoundher.”

“Thankyou,”Pansyofferedhimhalfasmile.Shegatheredherselfandstoodtoleave.“I’mstayingattheAshtyl.Pleasekeepmeupdated.”

“Wewill,”Felixnodded.

“Ouh!”HarryswattedRon’shandoffhisshoulder.

Assoonashe’dsmmedthedoorshut,Ron’sfaeflushedred.“Harry,mate.WhatinGodri’snamedoyouthinkyou’redoing?”

“Me?”Harryappealed.“Ihaven’tdoneanything!Ifyou’dgottenmymessage,you’dknowwhathappened.”

“ClearlyIhaven’t.Soyou’regoingtohavetoexpinittome.”Harrytookabreathandthenreountedtheeventsofthesttwentyfourhours.Heleftnodetailout,exeptthesenehe’dwitnessedonthefourteenthfloor.Whileitweighedonhim,Harrywassurewhateveritwashadnoretiontoanyoftheases,letalonewoulditreassureRon,tehniallyhishandler,thatallofHarry’smentalfaultieswerestillintat.“SoletmeseeifIuandthis,”Ronsaidfinally.“You’vebeenfiredfromyourjobforwalkinginonMarwanZivantus’murdersene,onlytosomehowdisoverhismissingdaughterterthatnight?And—”Rongazedaroundwildly,“—whilstyouwereoffreturningthekneazleandsawMarwan’sdaughter,someonekilledyourneighborwhiletheywereinyourft,whihyouandDraobloodyMalfoyhadonlyjustvaated.”

“Iknowitsounds—”

“You’vegottadithEversworn,”Roninterrupted.

Harryfrowned.“No,really,Ian’t—he’stheonlywayintothehotel.”

“There’sotherways,Harry.Thatfaeismorealiabilitynowthananasset.”

Harrywantedtoobjet.ButheknewRonwasright.“IswearMalfoyknowsmorethanhe’sleton.Ithinkhetrustsme,er,Eversworn.Itmightbetheonlyway,”Harrypostuted.RonshookhisheadandHarrysighed.“Fine,”herelented.Thedisappoiofwastingeightmonthsonsomethingonlytofailmadehimabitsik.Heeyedadeskhairandpulleditforward.Whenhesat,heshotRonalookofresignation.Thebtehwho’dappliedhisharmssaiditwouldbemorepainfulgettingthemremovedthanputon,andsuddenlyHarryregrettedgivinginsoeasily.

“Thisisgoingtohurt,isn’tit?”Harrygulped.

Ronnoddedandhandedhimavialfilledwithamilkyhartreusepotion.Harrydowneditandwaited.Hisfaebegantofeelveryhot,almostburning.Thenthestingingsensationhithimandhesqueezedhiseyeslosed.Itwasasifthousandsofpimpleswerebeingpoppedonhisfae.Thebriefagonyofthatwasfollowedbysomethingoolandlight.Harryopenedhiseyesandrealizedtheprosthetishadslidoffhisfaeandontothefloor,andaold,nakedsensationwashedoverhimastheairkissedhisrealskin.

“Alright,Harry?”

“Yeah,”heranhishandsthroughhishair.“Restinpeae,Arhie.”

“Moretroublethanhewasworth,”Ronsaid.

Theyexitedthebuildingatabriskpae,HarryeagertogetawayfromtheiigatorsandRonompiningaboutneedinglunh.Theyheadedtoasmallafethatwasoutofthewayofthemoreheavilytraffikedwizardareas.WhenHarryfinallyfeltthesunonhisfae,theoddwarmthmadehimshudder.Hewasertainhe’dfeltthesunonhisfaewiththeharms,butsomehowthey’dlefthisskinfeelingsoinrediblyold.

“Alright?”Ronlookedoverastheywalked.

Harrynodded.“Yeah,it’sjusttheharmswearingoffIguess.”

““Mionesaidshethinkstheyneedtoputatimelimitonthem.Saysshedoesn’ttrustthattheharmwon’teventuallybondtotheperson’smagi.”RonstoppedandgrabbedHarry’sshoulder.“Couldyouimagine,beingstukasArhieEversworn?”

ThethoughtmadeHarrysik.Orwasithisstomah?Harryhadn’trealizedhowhungryhewas.Theyfinallyreahedtheafeandorderedsandwihes.WhenHarryaskedafterHermione,Ron’sfaewentquitepale.

“I’mnotsure.ShestartedaprojetfortheDepartmentofMysteriesandIhaven’tseenmuhofhersine.”

Harrynodded.HeknewfromthetwopreviousprojetsHermionehadworkedonfortheDepartmentofMysteriesthatRon’sstatementwasallhewasgoingtogetonthesubjet.Merlin,thatwasprobablyallRonevenknewandhewasengagedtoher.“IsawGinmadeitontotheprovisionalnationalteam,”Harrysaidthroughamouthfulofhamsandwih.

Rondroppedhisdrink.“What?Where?”

“TheProphethadityesterdaym.”

“Notheydidn’t,”Ronfrowned.“They’reannouningtheteamtomorrow.”Harrywasn’tsurehowheouldbemistaken.“Maybeitwasalistofpotentials,”Ronfinallyoffered.

Harry’sfrowndeepenedandhestaredatthetable.Theartilewasinhispoketinhisdirtypantsbakathisft.“Maybe.”

Somethingreptintohismindjustthen.Harryputdownhissandwihandsatbakinhishair.Heouldn’tstophimselffromthinkingsomethingoddwashappeningtohim,butheouldn’tputhisfingeronwhatexatlyitwas.Roninterruptedhisthoughts.

“Iknowyou’reworriedaboutthisZivantusase,butyoushouldleaveittotheprofessionals,Harry.”

ThesimpleimpliationthatHarrywasn’tuptothetaskunspooledhisanger.“Iamaprofessional!I’manaurorjustlikeyou,justlikethem.”Harryrealizedhisvoiehadrisen,andtriedtoreinhimselfbakin.Quietly,hepointedout,“Besides,they’dratherhasedownflimsyleadslikeArhieEverswornthanatuallytrytosolvetheirase.”

Ronshovedahipinhismouth.“Ispentalotoftimewiththemthism.They’renotasdaftasyou’dthink.”Harrysenthimalookhehopedshowedhisdisbelief.“Alright,Harry.Whydon’twegotothehotelafterlunhandhekitout?Ihaveaesstotherimesene.”

“No,”Harrywined.“There’snoreasonweneedtoseethathorrifimessagain.”

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