Chapter13

Harry

Pery’sgotaprojet.

HetellsittothemoveradrinkattheHog’sHead,standinginfrontoftheroomwithhiseyesshining,glisteningoverwithtears.Glisteningwiththeghostsofhispasts,Ritahadwroteone,andnowlookingatPeryhehadanideaofwhatthatwassupposedtolooklike.

“Thiswasahorrible,horriblething.Thewar.”Peryswallowedhard,andHarrydranktherestofhisbeerjusttogivehimselfsomethingtodo.Besidehim,Drao’shandfoundhiswayontoHarry’slegunderhthetable,fittostaystillandthenletgo.“Butitwashistoryinthemaking.Andsomeonehastotellit,tomakesurethepeoplewhoomeafterusknowhowitstarted,sotheyanseetheVoldemortforwhatheis—justaman.”

ThesentenewasalmostamirrorimageofthethingthatHarryhadbeentryingtoonvinehimselfofsinethefinalbattle.HowintheendTomRiddlewasonlyTom,andwhenhediedhedidnotgooutinabzeofgloryorforaause,heonlyfellhardandfinalontheoldground,likeapuppetwhosestringshadbeenut.Likehereallywasonlyaman.

“Therewerealotofpeoplewhodidgoodthingsduringthattime.Andtherewerepeoplewhodidbadthings.Whenhefirstrosetopowerandseemedtohavebeendefeated,wetriedtoshoveallthememoriesundertherug,andnoneofusknewanythingaboutit.Butthistimewe’renotmakingmistakes.Therewereheroesinthiswar,someoftheminthisveryroom.”Heraiseshisgssinasembneofatoast,andthepeoplearoundHarrywerenodding.Geepoundedhisgssdownonthewoodentable,andtherewasaansweringheerastheylookedaroundateahother.Everyoneinthisroomhadfought,everyonewasforedtogrieve.“Weshouldknowtheirnames.”

Harryknewthatallofthemhadgottenalittleobsessedwithsomethingafterthewar.ForPery,itwasreolletion,ofhearingallthestoriesandgettingthemdownasfastasheould,therightway,withthebiases.Hedidn’twantanyonewhodiedfortheausetobegivenovertooblivion,theirnameserasedandwithnoonetorememberthem.Andhedidn’twantanyonetofetthesinsofthosewhofoughtonthewrongside.

“Idon’twantanothergroupofkidstogrowuplikewedid.”Themoment,withPerystandinginfrontofthem,remindsHarryfierelyofthetimewhenHermionestoodinfrontofthemallandtriedtostartDumbledore’sArmy.Itmakesalumpriseinhisthroatandheswallowsitdown.“Wedon’tneedanotherfightlikethis.Soplease,helpme?”

Thereissilene,wherePerylooksunsureforthefirsttimeduringthiswholespeeh.Andthen,justasHarryknewhewouldbe,hemakeshimselfbethefirstonetostand.

Hishairsrapesonthestone,makingeveryonewine,buthewormshiswaythroughthejumbleoflegsandhairsandtablestothefrontoftheroom.Perysmilesandpshimonthebak,likehehaddonesomethingspeial.Harrysmilesbak.“WheredoIsign?”

Intheend,hisnameisfirstonthelist.

Drao’sisseond.

Itstartsimmediately.

Peryhassheduledrawnupforthem,andtheyalltakeslots.Harry,Ron,andHermionewouldhavetodoaninterviewtogether.“Weanjusthaveyoumeetattheburrow.”Helooksexited,butalsopaleanddrawn.“It’llbealongnight.”

Harrydoesn’twanttotalkaboutit.Ifhetalksaboutit,hemighthavetotalkabouthowitstarted,withhisparents.He’lltakeaboutbasiliskfanginhisarmandtheburnofphoenixtears,aboutamanwholivedasaratforthirteenyearsandwaskilledbyamoltenhandbeausehemadethemistakeofmery,aboutDobby,aboutSiriusdisappearingintoaveil,aboutwhathappenedinthatforest.Hedoesn’twanttothinkaboutit,sohepushestheprospetoftheinterviewawayandletsitformaknotinhisstomah,andwhenDraoaskshimifhe’salrighthealwayssaysyes,nomatterhowtenseanddefensiveitmaysound.

HegoestomeetRonatamugglepub.Theyalwaysmeetatmugglepesnow,bothsotheyarenotreognizedandbeauseRonhasdevelopedatasteforeverythingfried.Itworks,tobeabletositandpretendtobenormal.

“Istillan’tbelievewe’redoingthis,”Harrysays,talkingabouttheday,howtheywillleteveryonepryintotowhattheynevertalkedabout.

“It’simportant.Remus,Tonks,Mad-Eye,Fred—theydeservetoberemembered,don’tyouthink?”Then,asanafterthought,“sodowe,forthatmatter.”

“Still,itseems…”Private?Speial?Wrong,totalkaboutwhattheyhavekeptlosetotheirhestforsolong?“Odd.”

“Maybe.”Ronshrugs,drainstherestofhisbeer.“Butifitkeepsmykidsfrombeingtaughtaboutgoblinwarsinhistoryss,thensobeit.”

Harryughs.Somehow,maybebeauseitwassob,historyssandProfessorBinnsameoutofthewarunsathed,withnothingtotaintthosedullafternoonsses.“He’llstillmakethemfallasleep.”

Ronsmiles,tugsonhisjaket,andysaheavyhandonHarry’sshoulders.“Andsoitgoes.”

Drao

He’sattheBurrow.

DraohadswornthatnomatterhowlosehegotwithHarry,nomatterhowmuhHermioneseemedtolikehim,evenifhewasfriendswithGee,hewouldnotsetfoothere.HedidnotwanttopiturethepewhereRonhadgrownup,didnotwanttobeabletofeeltheholesthatFredWeasley’sdeathhadleftinthishouse.ButwhenHarrytellshimthatthat’swherehe’sdoingtheinterview,andasksifDraowouldliketoomealong,justforsupport,heouldn’tfinditinhimselftosayno.

Sonowhe’shere,drinkinglukewarmteafromahippedmugandlisteningasthestoryspinsout.Harry,Ron,andHermioneweresqueezedontotheouh,Perysittingarossfromthem.Mr.andMrs.Weasley(allusMollyandArthur,dear,noneedforformalities)werewathingitall

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