“Wellgood,maybewe’llkeepher,”Draosaidfrombehindhim.HesmiledwhenHarryturnedtofaehim.“You’llbehappytoknowI’verepairedtheholeinthewardsyourippedwhenyouapparatedfromthebedroomthism.You’rewelome,bytheway.”

“Sorry,Iwasn’tthinking.”

“SomethingI’mverymuhusedto,believeme.”

Togethertheyenteredtheirbedroomandgotundressed,slidinginundertheovers.DraowastednotimeinpositioningHarryexatlyhowhewantedhim,usinghishestasapillowandhithinghiskneeoverHarry’sthighs.“We’llhavetothinkofsomethingnietobuyGinnyasathankyoupresent,”hesaid,pullingatHarry’swristuntilhebeganpyingwithhishair.“Ithinkourlittlemonsterreallyranherraggedtoday.Notthatthat’sunusual,she’sfartoomuhlikeyou.”

“Hey,”Harrypulledhishair,affronted.

“It’sprobablybeauseyouarriedher;shelearnedtobereklessandtojumpbeforeshelooksbeforeshewasevenborn.”DraodrewirlesontheskinofHarry’shestashespoke,hisshoulderstensingslightly.“Maybetime,itshouldbeme.”

Harry’sheartbeatwildlyinhishest.“time?”

Draoshrugged,butHarryouldtellthathewasnervous.“Wedon’thaveto.ButitmightbenieforLissatohaveasibling.”

TheimageunfoldedbeforeHarry’seyes,andtheyburnedwithunshedtears.Inthisfuture,hehadeverythinghe’deverdreamedof,apartner,ahome,afamily,andhewanteditallsogoddamnedmuhithurt.

“Ithinkthatwouldbenie,”hesaideventually,whenhethoughtheouldkeephisvoieeven.

Draoraisedhisheadtolookathim,hisgreyeyeshopeful.“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”Harrykissedhim,puttingallthewordsheouldn’tsayintothekiss;howmuhhewantedthis,howsorryitwasthatthiswasn’treal,howhewouldgiveanythingtobeabletostayandmakethishis.Whentheyparted,DraosnuggledbakdownontoHarry’shest,andHarryletthesoundofDrao’sevenbreathingsendhimofftosleep,wishingwithallhisheartthatheoulddoiteverynight.

ThefirstthingHarrybeameawareofwasthesmell;disiandlemons.Thenheheardthetell-talesubtlebeepingandheknewexatlywherehewas.He’dbeenhurtonthejobmanytimesonlytoawakenagaintothesoundsofmedialobservationharmsandthesentoffreshlysrubbedroomsinStMungos.

Hedidn’topenhiseyesstraightaway—hewantedtostayinthedreamhe’dbeenhavingforaslongasheould.Eventuallythough,heknewhe’dhavetofaerealityandheslowlyblinkedhiseyesopen,takinginthefamiliarviewofahospitalroomeilingabovehim.Heswallowedhisdisappoiandliftedhisrighthandtosrubathisfae—hisleftwasenasedinsomethingwarm,andhewonderedifhe’ddoneenoughdamagetowarrantastrongerhealingharmonit.Hedidn’tlook;heknewhe’dbeokayeventually,andhedidn’tneedtoseewhateverhadbeendonetohim.

“Harry,thankgoodnessyou’refinallyawake!”

HarryturnedtofindHermionesittingonhisright,holdinghisgssesouttohim.Hetookthem,andsheamefurtherintofous.Herhairwaslongeragain,pulledbakinamessypit,andshelookedtired.Booksandparhmentoveredherp,tukeddownthesidesofherhairandspreadarossthebottomofhisbed.

“Whatareyoudoinghere,you’remeanttobeonhoneymoon.”

Shesnortedquietly.“Please,you’vebeenunonsiousforaweek,didyoureallythinkRonandIwouldn’tomebaktobewithyou?”

“Aweek?”

Hermionenodded.“RonandIgotamessagefromKingsleyfourdaysago.I’vebeenresearhingeversine,butweouldn’tfindawaytowakeyou.”Shefrowned.“Iatuallyhaven’tbeenofmuhuse,tobeho.”

“Whathappened?”Harryasked.

“Youtriggeredaspell,areallyoldone.Malfoymanagedtogetyouhere,butnobodyouldworkoutwhyyouweren’twakingup.”

Harrystartedatthenameandtriedtositup.“Drao?Isheokay?”

Hermionegavehimaspeutivelook,andnoddedherheadattheothersideofthebed.Harrylookedover,andfoundDraosittingtohim.Hewasfastasleep,hisheadrestingonthebedtoHarry’ship,hisrighthandurledtightlyaroundHarry’sleft.

“Hedidallofthework,allI’vedoneissitherereadingtheseompletelyuselessbooks.”Hermionesnappedtheoneonherpshut,startlingHarry.“Whenhehasn’tbeenhere,he’sbeenintheMinistrylibrary,tryingtoworkoutwhereyouwentandhowweouldbringyoubak.”

“WhereIwent?”Harrywasonfused;he’dbeenhereinthehospital,hadn’the?

Hermionenodded.“Itwasthespell,Harry.It’sveryold,sooldtherearen’tmanymentionsofitanywhere.It’salledbrevemoum,andasfarasweouldworkout,itmeansabriefglimpse.Malfoymanagedtoworkoutthatittransfersyouronsienesomewhere,butthat’sasfaraswegot,I’mafraid.”Shereahedoutandgrabbedhiswrist,andwhenHarrylookedupheouldseeherbrowneyeswerefilledwithtears.“I’msogdyouamebak.Ireallythoughtwemighthavelostyouthistime.”

Harryopenedhismouthtorespond,butwasinterruptedbyaslightsqueezeofhishand.Heturned,andwathedasDraoslowlyblinkedhiseyesopen.HestaredupatHarry,hisgreyeyeswideandopeninawayHarryhadonlyseeninhisdream.

Orwasitadream?

“You’reawake,”Draosaid,hisvoierasping.Heoughed,andHarryouldseetheshuttersomingdown,hidinghisemotionsbehindtheoolmaskhepresentedtoeveryoneelse.AsharppangsliedthroughHarry’shest.Draosatupproperlyandremovedhishand,andHarrywantedtoreahoutanddraghiminagain.“Ishouldletthetwoofyoutalk,”hesaid,standingupswiftlyandmovingtowardsthedoor.

“Don’tleave,”Harryalledafterhim.Draoturnedbakandlookedathim

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