“Notthatbad!”Ronthrewhimselfbakdownontotheouh.“Yououldhavedied,mate.”

“Doyouknow,”Harrysaid,teethgritted,eyeslosed,maybebeauseofthepain,maybehopingforpatiene.“howmanytimesyou’vesaidthoseexatwordstome?”

“Butthistimeyououldhavediedbeauseofpurestubbornness!”Hermionesaid,andherhairwasflyingoutaroundherlikeithadbeeneletrified,shewassofrazzled.“Yououldhavedied,andallbeauseyouhadn’tbeenabletosleepandthenthoughtitwasagoodideatoometotraining!”Shekdownonthegroundinfrontofhim,tookhishandsinherown.“Iknowit’shardHarry.”Draowantedtolookaway,beausethiswassuhanobviouslyprivatemoment,amomentbetweenthisfamilyhewouldneverbeapartof.“We’reallhavingtroublewithit.Youan’texpettojustbefine.Noneofus,andImeannoneofus,arefine,Harry.Youneedtolearntoaskforhelp.”

“Ianaskforhelp!”Harryprotests,pullinghishandsoutofhers.“Draomakesmeasleepingpotioneverynight!”

Draohadthoughtthattheyellinghadbeenbadbefore,butit’snotuntilHarrymentionedthesleepingpotionthatallhellreallybrokeloose.

Draoanseethereasoningbehindit,holy.Sleepingpotionsareverygerousthingstopywith,normally,beausetheyanruinbothyourphysialandmentalhealth,makeyouompletelydepeonthemtofuntion,ruinanyhaneatanormalsleepingshedule.TherewouldbenomovingforwardifHarrywasturningtoasleepingpotioneverynight.Butthatonlyappliedtotheregurwaytomakeit,nottohowDraomakesit,whih,ifhewasright,wouldhavenoillsideeffetsatall,shortorlongterm.

Andhewasveryrarelywrongabouthispotions.

Notthatthatseemstomattertoanyofthem,hethinks,andthenhedoesn’treallythinkanythingatall,beauseRonwasonhisfeetandomingtowardshim,grabbingbythearmandhurlinghimbakwards,bakintothewall,wheretherewouldbenoesape.

“Youmakehimoneofthoseeverynight,huh?”Heasks,andthereissomethinggerouswaitinghere,inthesehandsandtheseeyes.DraohadneverquitemanagedtonotiehowbigRonwasbakatHogwarts,butthatwasbakwhenhehadCrabbeandGoyleguardinghimeveryhourofthedayandhisfather’sreputationtohidebehind.NowRonhadhimpinnedtothewall,toverhim,keepinghimtherewithaforearmarosshisthroat.Therewasnoonetoprotethimnow.(NoonebutHarry,anyways,andhewasn’tinanypositiontohelp.)“Tryingtobehelpful?”

“It’sadditive!”Hermioneshoutedout,andhervoiewasonthevergeoftearsagain.Shealwayshadbeenrathereasytomakery.Thensheturnedonhim,andshedidnotseemweakanymore,sheseemedterrifying.“Howouldyoulethimdothis?”

Afterallhe’sdoneforyou,Draoheard,andheknowsthenthatthat’sgoingtobethelinethatfollowshimaroundtherestofhislife,thisguiltthatomeswitheveryheartbeat,thedebtthatstaksupwitheahseondthathestayshere.HetriesnottolookatHarry,butthenhedoesandthesightmakeshimwanttosinktohiskneesandbegeveryonetotakehimaway,tosendhimtotheministry,tostikhiminAzkabanfortherestofhislifeifthat’swhatittakestoprotethim.BeauseDraowillruinhimeventually.Intheend,heruinseverything.

“It’snot,”Heroaksoutinstead,lookingpastthemallatGinny,beauseGinnywassafe,Ginnywasstrong.“NotthatwaythatImakeit.”

Itseemstoshokthemall,evenRon.fidenetendstodothat.“That’simpossible.”Hermionesays,faintly,butshelooksiedtoo.“Youwouldhavehadtofindyourwayaroundadozenpriniplews,atleast.Itwouldberevolutionary.”

Shedoesnotbelievehim,butshewantsto.Thatwastheproblemwitheveryoneinthisroom:theyalwayswantedtoseethebestinpeople.

DraoshovesRonawayandstandsstraight,triestomakehimselflookwhathebelievedaMalfoyshouldbe,beausethis,atleast,issomethingheknows.“Wathme.”

Harry

EvenbakatHogwarts,thereweretimeswhenHarryhadtoadmitthatDraowassmart.Hewasverygoodatmagi,espeiallytransfiguration,andevenasmuhashedespisedSnapeandthefavoritismheshowedDrao,evenHarryouldseethatthepraisewasn’talwaysunjustified.

“Isheatuallyright?”Heasks,wathingasDraotalkedinmutteredvoieswithGeeandHermione,goingovernotesandexpiningsteps,thesmokefromtheauldronfillingupthekithen.RonhadlefttoreportbaktotheaurordepartmentaboutHarry’sondition,butotherthanthat,nooneseemedveryonernedaboutthem’sianymore.Thiswaslearlysomethingimportant,somethingexiting,andGeeandHermioneandDraowereaughtupintherazeofaademiahievementthatHarryhadalwaysassoiatedwithHermioneandherstudyinghabits.

“Idon’tknow.”Lunawasslumpedoverthetable,wathingitallwithmightbeibutouldeasilyjustherstaringoffintospae.“Ineverwasmuhgoodatpotions.”

“Yeah,well.”Harrydoesn’tliketothinkaboutpotions.Itopensupatrainofthoughthewouldratherstayawayfrom.“Meeither.”

ButlearlyDraowas.Harrylikedtowathhimdothis,beauseitwasoneoftheraretimesthathelookedliketheboyhewasbeforethewar,theonewhothoughtthegroundthathewalkedonwasmadefromgold.AndeventhoughHarryhadn’tlikedthatDraonearlyasmuhasthiswas,therewasaertainluretohim,aharm,aonfidene(awholeness,aninnoene,anarrogane)thatwasnietoseeshiningthrough.

He’sbeautiful,Harrythought,andeventhoughhepushedthethoughtawayassoonasheould,itlingered.Itwasthetruth,thewayhelooked,withthesleevesofhisshirtrolledbakup

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