HeforesatumblrfullofthepotionintoHarry’shands.Itisold,andtheolorofvender,sounlikethealmingdroughtsthatGinnywouldsneakuptohimatnightduringthefirstdaysafterthewar.

Hewantstosaythankyou,butwhathesaysinsteadis“heers”andhopesitisenough.

Chapter4

Harry

Intheend,thingsreallyonlystarttofallintopebeausetheystartyellingaboutDobby.

Harry’snotsurewhosefaultitis.Hehadintendedtoleteverythinginthepaststayinthepast,toneverbringupthetimesthatDraotauntedhimoverhisfamilyoralledHermioneamudblood,oranyothershittything,beausehe’ssurethatDraowouldhaveplentytothrowbakathim.Butmaybethatwasn’tthebest,beauseitalljustsortofstayedboilingrightunderthesurfae,andthenallittookwasanoffhandommentaboutKreahertohisownhouseelftohaveHarrystandingupandsreaming.

“Hetoldmeheusedtoshuthisearsintheoven.”Harrysaid,grippinghisspoonsotightthathisknukleswereturningwhite,seething.Draolookedlikehehadjustbeensppedinthefaehehadbeenaughtsooffguard,andmaybehehad,beausehehadspentalldaypreparingdinnerandHarryjustwalkedinhereandruinedit.Heknewthat,knewthathewasbeinganarse,thathewasburningbridgesmorethanhewasmendingthem,butakealloverthekithenandsrubbingforhourstoleanitup,youshallnothurtHarryPotter,wrestlingwithDraoforhiswandwhileDobbygotthemout,suhabeautifulpetobewithfriendsandhejustouldn’tstophimself.“Iusedtohavetostophimfrompunishinghimself,yankthempoutofhishandsorforehimawayfromthefirebeauseitwassoingrainedinhim.”

“Thatwasn’tbeauseofhowwetreatedhim.”Draosaid,desperately.“That’sjustahouseelf,anyhouseelf,evenKreaher,hedoesittoo.”

“Iaskedhimifyouwouldnotiehewasgone.”Harrysaid,andnowhereallywasangry,andhewasupsetalloveragain,beauseintheonfusionofthewarandalltheotherpeoplethathaddied,hehadsortofjustlokedthispartofhispainupinsidehim,beausedespiteallofMGonagall’stalkthattheydiedfortheauseandnotforhim,Harryknewthatthisone,thisoneibeing,diedonlybeauseofhim.Heouldn’tstandthat,soitwasmuheasiertobmeDraoforhispastmistakes.“Hetoldmeyouwouldn’t,beauseyouenehimtodoextrapunishmentsandwouldn’tnotieafewextrabandages.”

“Thatwasn’tme.”Draosaid,andnowhewasangry,too.Harryouldalmostryatthat,beauseitlookedliketheywerefinallygoingtostopwalkingoneggshellsaroundeahother.“Thatwasn’tmyfather,Iwouldneverhavetoldhimthat,IlikedDobby!Hewasmyfriend!”

“Afriendyouletsmhisheadintheoventwieaweek?”

“Iwasakid!”Draoyelled,andthiswasthewholeheartofthematter,wasn’tit,thattheywerebothhildrenmadetogrowuptoofast,andthentheyendedupstandingondifferentsidesofthesameawfuldivider?“WhatwasIsupposedtodo,lethimtakeitoutonme?”

“Iwasakid,too!”He’sgottentiredofhavingpeopleusethatasanexusefortheirmistakes,likeHarrywasn’takidthatshouldhavegrownuptobeawful,likehedidn’twakeupsreamingbeauseofwhathewasforedtodo.Likehehadn’tseentoomuh,toofast,andstillmadetherighthoies.“OnlyIwasfightingforpeoplelikeDobby!Iatuallysawthemaspeopleworthfightingfor!Whatdidyoufightfor,Drao?Yourownskin.”

“Itwasn’tjustme.”Draowasupinaninstant,now,handsshaking,andHarryisvery,verygratefultheyhadlefttheirwandsontheounter.“Itwasn’tjustmeandyouknowit,yousaidthatyouweretherethatnight,itwasdowhattheyaskedorwathmymotherbetortured.Callyourselfasavior,sure,butyou’veneverhadtohoosebetweenthepeopleyouloveandtherightthing.Beausetrustme,itgetsawholelotharderaftershe’sbeenthreatenedbyGreybak.”

Hewasspitting,that’showmadhewas,atuallytrembling.Wesaidwewerefriends,Harrythought,wathingDrao’sfingerstrembleagainstthetable.Butwearen’t,really.Maybeit’snotpossible,aftereverythingwe’vebeenthrough.

Draowasthefirsttomoveaway,standingupsofasthishairfallstothefloorwithabang,leavingHarryaloneinthekithenwithKreaher,feelingsikeninglylikehehadbeentheonetodosomethingwrong.

Drao

Hehadbeenmyfriend.

Thatwasthetruth,aboutDobby.Inahousewherehismotherwasalwaysouteainingandhisfatherhadlittlepatieneforhim,Dobbywastheonewhohadpyedwithhimwhenhewaslittle,wastheonewhotaughthimtotiehisshoesandrideabroom,theonethatDraowenttowhenhehadnightmaresandheknewhisfatherwouldn’tapproveofhisrying.ButthenonedayheamehomeandDobbywasn’tthere,leavingDraoevenmorealonethanhehadbeen,andtheonlyexpnationhehadbeengivenwasthathehosePotteroverthem.

ItwasonlyanotherreasontohateHarry.

Butmaybetheobetweenthemwasn’taoatall,whenHarrytreatedDobbywithkindness,whenDobbynolongerhadLuiustellinghimtoshuthisearsintheoven.Itdidn’tmatter,then,thatDobbyhadonearedforDrao.Atsomepoint,Harry,wealllookoutforourselvesandourselvesalone,nomatterwhatwetellourselves.

Whenthetwoofthem,Draoouldn’tseehowdifferenttheywere.Theyouldhavebeenfriends,ifonlyDraohadn’tsomehowsreweditupthatfirstday,ifHarryhadbeenputinanyhousethanGryffindor,ifhehadn’tthrowninhislotwithRonandGrangerthatfirstyear.AndmaybeDraoreallyouldhavehelpedhim,andthenhewouldhavehadareasonnottoturntowardstheDarkside,wouldhavehads

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