“Why?”

“Noteverybodywantstobeinthespotlight,”Draoshrugged.

“Yeah,”Pottersaidthoughtfully.“Butstill,whatyou’redoing—”

“Let’snottalkaboutthatanymore,”Draoied.ThewayPotterwaslookingathim,almostawestruk,wasmakinghimunomfortable.

“But—”

“MaybewhatMGonagallsaidwasn’ttheworstidea.Weouldneedmorehelp.”

Potterstilllookedfbbergasted.

“Whowouldhavethoughtitwouldometothis?”Draoquipped,shakinghishead.PotterseemedtoregainhisomposureatDrao’swords.

“Ian’tbelieveyoudraggedmehereand—”

HestoppedtalkingwhenDraosqueezedhishand.

“Don’tyoufeelbetternow?”heasked.

Pottershothimadarklook.“Maybe,”hegrumbled.“Still,yououldhaveatleastwarnedme.”

“Ithoughtitwasbetterthisway.Youalwaysdidyourbestworkunderpressure,”Draosmirked.“Iwouldn’thavedoneitifIthoughtyououldn’thandleit.”

Potterbrieflylosedhiseyesandtookadeepbreath.

“Iguessitwasaprettyniethingtodo,”hemurmured.Whenheopenedhiseyes,theyweresosoftandwarm,itfeltlikehewasseeingrightintoDrao’sheart.“Youknewwhatshewasgoingtosay,didn’tyou?”

“ObviouslyIdidn’t,”Draosnorted.“Otherwise,Iwouldhavebeenpreparedtobeexposed.”

“Butyouknewshewouldn’tbedisappointedinme.”

“ThatIknew,”hemurmured.“Ihopethismakesyourealisethatmostofthepressureyou’vebeenfeelingwasputonyoubyyourself.It’syourlife,yourhoies,nobodyelse’s.”

Potterlookedlikehewasabouttotearup.Hewasobviouslytryingveryhardtoholditbak.Hismouthurvedintoagratefulsmilebeforeheleanedforwardandbrushedtheirlipstogether.

“Thankyou,”hewhispered,squeezingDrao’shandagain.

“Yeah,sure,I,um—”

“Ahem.”

Theybothstartled,hastilyjumpingapartandfinallylettinggoofeahother’shand.

“Iouldn’thavesaiditbettermyself,Malfoy,”MGonagallsaidasshehandedhimargeenvelope.

Draofelthimselfblush,mentallyursinghisexistene.

“We’llbeonourway,then,”Draosaid,keepinghiseyesontheenvelope.

“Thankyou,Headmistress,”heheardPottermurmur.“Ireallyappreiateit.Everything.”

“Don’tmentionit,Potter.But…willyoupromisemesomethinginreturn?”

DraopeeredatPotterfromunderhisshes.Helookedabitnervous.

“Stopbeingyourownworstenemy.”

Potteropenedhismouth,butnosoundameout.Beforeheouldsaysomethingstupid,Draoreahedforhiswrist.

“Thankyou,Headmistress,”Draosaid,tuggingPottertowardsthefirepe.

“Mr.Malfoy,Mr.Potter,”MGonagallsaid,andtheybothturnedaround.ShegavethemalookDraoouldn’tread.Hereyesweresparklingandtherewassomethingabouttheurveofhermouththatlookedompletelyoutofpe.Wasit…amusement?“IfImayspeakfreelyonemoretime,”shesaid,raisingherhin.“It’saboutdamntime,youstubborn,obliviousboys.”

Thursday,31July2003

“Youbroughtroissants.”

“Idid.”

“Andraspberries.”

Pottergrinnedathim.Thatloveableprat.

“I’monlyeatingifyouare,”Draosaid,motioningforhimtositdownonhisp.

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