Whenthehouselears,itisonlyhimandDrao,alone.

They’releaningupthekithen,throwingawaybottlesandevaporatingtheleftoverfood.HarryantellthatDraoisfollowingbehindhimandleaningthespotshemissed,eventhoughitreallydidn’tmakeadifferene.Itwasstilltheleahousetohaveeverexisted.

“Youreallythinkthiswillkeepgoing?”Draoasks.HisvoiewassoquietthatHarrybarelyheardhim,buthefeltit,too,theneedtotalkaboutimportantthingsinhushedvoies,likeitmightmakethemlessreal.“Morefighting?”

“Ithinkwehavetotry.”Harrysaid,anditwasridiulousthattheyweretalkingaboutbattlepnswhilehewasholdingawashraginhishand.“Wean’tjustgivein.”

“Youould.”Draodidn’tneedtotalkloud,now,beausehewasloseenoughthatHarrywasremindedofthatalmostkissinfrontofHermione’sapartment.Wean’t,Draohadsaid,tearinghimselfaway,andthenHarrywasleftstaringatemptyair.“Yououldletsomeoneelsehandleit,forone.Givethematurntobeahero.”

Harrywantedto.Hehadwantedtofeelwhatitwasliketoliveanormallife,wherethenightmaresweren’tvisitinghimeverynightandhewouldn’tbewishingthatallhisfriendswouldomehomesafelyfromamissionhehadsentthemon.“Ian’tjustwalkaway.”Drao’shandshadfoundhiswaytothepoketsofHarry’shoodie,andHarrydidn’tknowwhattodowiththat.Hewantedtopushhimaway,likeDraohadpushedhimaway.“That’snotwhoIam.”

Draosmiled,then,abeautifulandwistfulexpressiononhisfae.“Iknow.”HishandsreahedouttosmoothdownHarry’shair,tryingtotamethewildtanglethatitalwaysforms,andthenitfellaway,disappearing.“I’mgoingtohelpyouthistime.”

Harrydidn’twantthat.HewantedDraosafe,athome,whereHarrydidn’thavetoworry.Buttherewasnoauseforthatkindoftreatment,whenDraowasinsistingthattheywerenothingmorethanftmates.“Okay.”Hegrabbedontohishand,butDraojustshookhishead.No,hehadsaidandmusthavemeantit.Wean’t

Chapter18

Drao

Winterisslidingintospring,aquarterofhisprobationsentenedone,andDraohadfoundhimselfompletelyandhopelesslyinlovewithHarry.

Heprobablyhadbeenatleastiedinhimforalongtime,bakbeforethewar,butthenitwasalwayskeptoutofreah,somefantasytovisitteatnight,onewheretheygotalongandHarryhadneverturneddownhishandshakethatfirstyear,whereDraohadfriendsandHarrylikedhimandeverythingwasgoingtoturnoutokay.Itwasn’tarealthing,nothingthatwouldeverbepossible,butthat’swhyhethoughtitwasokaytolikehim.Aslongasitouldneverbereal,Draowouldbesafe.

Exeptnow,itouldbereal.Nowheookshimbreakfastinthemandtheyeatittogether,nowsometimestheyfallasleepontheouhtogetherandwakeupurledaroundeahother,nowDraoisaroundtohearhimwakeupfromanightmareatnightandtalktohisousinDudleyonthephone.HewatheshimhekinonGeeandonSeamus,seeshimHermioneandGinnyandLunainahugwiththeprotetivenessofabrother.He’supandloseandpersonalnow,andeventhoughthefwedpartsofhimmightbeenoughtomakeothersturnaway,itjustmakesDraowanthimmore.

(Like,theraksareonlypesforthegoodthingstoshinethrough,testamentstoallhehaddoneandwillstilltodotoprotetthepeopleheloves,topreservewhatisright.)

“What?”Harrywasleaningoverthekithentable,waxpaperspreadoutinfrontofhim.Hewasmarkingoffnameswithagreasepenilandrubbingthemaway,reatingapnofattaktoshowtoKingsleytheday.Itseemsthatevenwhenhetriestowalkawayfromthefight,thefightjustwouldn’tlethimgo.“Whyareyoulookingatmelikethat?”

Draohadbeenstaringathimfortoolong.Hehadn’tmeantto,butHarrywasn’tlooking,andwathinghimwasmuhmoreiingthanpenilingininformationaboutdeatheatersthatheonlymetone,atsomebewhenhewaseleven.

“Idon’tseehowthishelps.”Heshovedthejournalaway,wherehehadsrawledmeaninglessdetailshehadpikedupfromonepartyoranother—whotheyhadanaffairwith,wheretheirsummervaationhomeswere,whihministryoffiialtheyhadreportedlybribed,whattheyhadsoldtoBinandBurkes.Itwastediouswork,butitseemsthatwhenDraostoppedtothinkaboutit,hehadgatheredmoretidbitsofgossipthanhethought.“What’sitmatterwhosomeguyheatsonhiswifewith?”

Harrysmiledathim,shakinghisheadsohishairfallsoutofhisfae.He’salwayshavingaonstantbattlewithhishairnow,tryingtokeepitoutofhiswaybutalsowantingitlongenoughtooverhissar.Fashionversesfuntion,theeternalbattle.“Ifyou’regettingtired,youangetabreak.”Hewasanaturalleader,butDraohadnotiedthathewasmoreototakealltheresponsibilityonhimselfthanthepareloutjobstoanyoneelse.“Thatdoesn’thavetobedonetonight.”

“Onlyifyoudo.”Hewasn’twalkingawayandleavingHarryinheretopuzzleouttheproblemsalone.Hermionehadspeifiallytoldhimnotto,thatitwouldgofasterifHarryhadsomeonetobouneideasoffof,evenifthatsomeonewasaboutashelpfulasbrikwall.(Itdoesn’tmatterifyouknowwhathe’stalkingabout,anyways,hedoesn’ttakeanyone’ssuggestionsevenwhenthey’regood.)“Youan’tpossiblystillbethinkingstraight.”

“Thatdoesn’thavetobedonetonight,butthisdoes.”Harrystraightensup,andhisbakpopswhenhedoes,prooftohowlonghehadbeensittinglikethat.“Ineedtokeepw.”

“No.”Draorossedtheroomandpulledhisworkawayfromhim,andHarrymadeahalfheartinggrabbingmotion,butletit

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