“Hey.”Whenhegetsloser,thereisnomistakinghimforanyoneelse.“Waitaminute,willyou.”

Hegrabshimbytheelbowandyankshimbakward,themotiontohard,anditwrenhesDraoaroundtofaehim.“What?”

Draospitsthewordathim.Andwhyshouldn’the?ItwasHarry’sbestfriendwhothrewhimout,afterall.“I’msorry.”

“Youshouldn’tbe.”Draostaredatthesky,andHarryknewthattheshakywayhewasbreathingmeanthewastryingnottory.“Hedoesn’thavetofiveme.Ididawfulthings.”

“Butyoudidgoodthings,too.”Harrydidn’tknowwhythiswassoimportanttohim.Maybehejustwantsthesetwopeopletobeasimportanttoeahotherastheyaretohim.“You’regood.”

“Notgoodenough.Andyoushouldn’t…”Adeepbreath,onethatwasmeanttoforealm.“Youshouldn’tbehere,youshouldgoinside.”Itdoesn’tlooklikehereallymeansthat.“They’llmissyou.”

“Idon’tarewhattheythink.Idon’tareabouthim.”Itwastrue,suddenly,andHarryknewit,thatheouldturnhisbakontherestofthemiftheydidn’twantDrao,hewouldbewillingtomakethattrade.Hewasalsostandinglosetohimnow,solose,loseenoughtobegerous,butHarryannotmakehimselfstepaway.“Iwantthis.”Apause,wherehegotevenloser,hishandsonDrao’sshouldersandhisfingerstwistingintothefabriofthisshirtthatwastoothinfortheoldweather.“Iwantyou.”

Draoloseshiseyeslikeitpainshim,andthenbowshisheadsohisforeheadispressedagainstHarry’s.“Wean’t.”

“Wean.”Harrysays.‘Weandoanythingwewant,anddamntherestofthem.”

Theexmationfeltsogood,soperfet,thatherealizesthatitmustbetrueandlosesthosestfewinhesuntiltheyarekissing.It’sreallynoteventhat,justaghostofatouhagainsthisskin,butitouldbe,itouldbemore,untilDraoshovesthemapartandstartstoshakehishead.

“No,”Hestepsaway,andthemomentvanishesintoawkwardnessandunease,thetwoofthemstaringateahotheruainly.“Wean’t.”

Heshakeshisheadonesttime,thenaparatesleavingHarrytoturnbaktothepartyalone.

Chapter16

Drao

Thesilenebetweenthemisstifling.

NotthatDraothoughtthatheandHermionewouldbeabletomeetattheirusualtimeandpretendthatthingsarenormal,afterwhatRonhadsaidtohimandDraoleftherryinginthemiddleofherownapartment,buthedidn’treallyexpetittobotherhimallthatmuh.Apartofhimreallyhadfooledhimselfintothinkingthatthiswasjustasortofaademiarra,thatitwouldallevaporateonetheyhadfiguredouthowtomakethepotionswork.Likethiswasasortofwe’retheonlytwopeoplewhoandoit,solet’sallatruewhilewework,andthattheminutetheywerefinishedalltheshoolyardtauntinghehaddonewouldriseupbetweenthem.

Clearly,likesomanyotherthings,hewaswrong,beausenowheouldn’tstandthewaythattheyweretalkingstritlyonlyaboutthepotiongurglinginfrontofthem(thoughitwasalessliketalkingandmorelikemildlypanikedsreaming,beauseherofthemouldfigureoutwhyitwasbrownandoverflowingtheontothetable)andpretendingnottolookateahotheroutoftheorneroftheireyes.Itseemedthatsomewherealongthelineofhardworkandtenights,theyhadbeomefriends.

Andmaybethatwasiable,whenalltherandomsrapsofinformationtheytelleahotherabouttheirlivesandtheirhopesstarttopileup,orwhenhethrowsaboverherwhenshefallsasleepontheouh,orwhenhefindsoutherfavoritefoodandmakessurethekithenisalwaysstokedwithit.Andhe’sgdofit,really,butitdoesmakethingssupremelyawkward,beauseifhe’snotmistakenhehasnowbeomethebestfriendtheboyfrienddoesn’tlike.

Draodeidestobethebraveone.“Listen.”Hetakesadeepbreath,andthenashakyone,andthenvanishesthepotionwithonejerkymotionofthehand.Hermionemakesasmallnoiseofprotestinthebakofherthroat,butDraowasalwaysmuhfastertoreognizealostausethanHermione.Sometimes,therereallyisnothinglefttodobutstartover.“Aboutstnight.”

“Iwantedtotalktoyou,too.”Shestreamrollsahead,everythingomingoutinarush.“Ronhadnoright,absolutelynone,andItriedtotalktohim,buthejustan’tseemtoseesense,youknowhowstubbornheis—”

“Hermione—”

“AndItoldhimthatwewerefriendsandbehaviorlikethatwouldnotbetoleratedinthefuture,Ihavenoideawhatameoverhim—”

“Hermione—”

“Itwasinexusable,andIjustwanttosaythatI,forone,amsorrythatyouweretreatedlikethatwhenyouwereaguestinmyhouse.”

“Hermione.”Hereahedoutandaughtherhandsinhisown,stoppingthemfromflyingaroundherheadalongwithherwords.“It’sfine.Whathedid,isfine.Iwantedyoutoknowthat.”

“It’snot.”Shewasbreathingheavilyagain,angryasshealwaysisatanyhintofinjustie.“pletely—”

“Don’t.Helovesyou.”Hesqueezedherhands,andsheughedshakily,hereyesbrimmingoverwithtears.Shewasalwaysextraordinarilyeasytomakery,buthenolongersawitasaweakness.“Helovesyou,andIstoodbywhileyouwerehurtwhenIouldhavestoppedit,andIwasruelevenwhenitwassimplertobekind.I’dhateme,too.”

“Hedoesn’thateyou.”Itwasapathetiandseeflimsyexuse,andshebegantofalterassoonasthewordslefthermouth.“He’sonlystubborn.He’llomearound.”

“Iwouldatthesameway.”Ron,atleast,wassomeoneheoulduand.Hatred,anger,pain—thesearenguagesthatheknowswell.“IfsomeonehurtsomebodyIlovelikeIdidtoyou.”

“Wewerehildren.”Shewipedathereyes,andthensmiled,wikedly,inawaythatwassho

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