“Bloodyhell,Potter,spititou—”

“MaybeIneverhatedyou,”Pottersputtered.

“Alright,maybeyoudidn’t,sowhat?”Draosaid,andheouldfeeltheiroionfallingbakinthatoldfamiliarpattern,seeingwhoouldmaketheotherfeeldumberwitheahword.

PottershothimahastisinggneandDraotriedtoignoretheheathefeltrisetohisheeks.Somaybeonlyhewasfallingbakintohisoldways.Potterseemedquitedeterminedtobedifferent.

“Ifyourgreatrevetionisthatitturnsoutyoudon’tmindmesomuh,Iamgoingtohavetoaskyoutohavebetterrevetionsfromnowon,”Draoontinued,onsiouslysofteninghisvoie.

“That’snotit,”Potterinsisted.

“Merlin’sbeard,Potter,getonwithitthen,”Draosaid,hiseyesgravitatingbaktowardsPotter’shands,fidgetingwiththesheets.Henotedthathewouldonlyhavetomovehisownafrationforthemtobetouhing.

“Thatartile,”Potterbegan.“Theoneyouhavesavedinyourbook—”

“You’velookedthroughthat?”Draostiffened.

“I—I’msorry,Ishouldn’thave,”Potterstuttered.“ButIwantedtosayitwasright.”

Draogaspedforairlikeafishoutofwater.Harryhadlookedthroughhisbook.Hetriedtoregainhisomposure,buthewassureitwasinvain.“Whihartile,Potter,Ihaveafewsaved.”

“Youknowwhihone,Malfoy.TheoneGinnyhaddoneafterwebrokeup.Theartile.”

“You—Potter,that’sextremelyinvasive,”Draoswallowed.

“AreyoureallygoingtoharponthatwhenI’vejusttoldyouthat—”

“I’mproessing,Potter,”hespatfindingHarry’seyesagain.“I’vebeenexiledforgoingonfouryears,you’rethefirstpersonI’vespokentothatisn’tMinervaMGonagallinasmuhtime,andyou’retellingmeyou’re…thatyou’re…whatareyoutellingme,Potter?You’venotsaidanything.”

Harryinhaledsharply,bitingoffaresponse.Hishandsresumingtheirfrantifidget.

“I’msayingthatIdon’thateyou,Malfoy,”hefinallyreplied,hisvoiebarelyaboveawhisper.

“Thanks,Potter,thankyousofukingmuh.Ifyou’requitefinishedbeingrypti,it’sbestyouleave,”Draohissedturningonhissidetofaeawayfromtheotherboy.

“No—”

“Go.”

“I’mnotquitefinished.”

“Goanyway.”

HeheardtherustleofHarry’slothingashestood.Hisheartjumpedtohisthroatasheheardthebedroomdoorlikshut.Thiswashisonlyhane,andhewaslettingitslipthroughhisfingers.Herolledover,hisheadspinningashestooduptoofast,ormaybeitwastheadrenaline.Hetoreopenthedoorandraedarosstheroom,grabbingHarry’swristjustashereahedthedoortothehall.Harrystiffenedathistouhbutdidn’tturnaround.

DraopulledgentlyathisarmuntilHarryturnedtofaehim.Harryswallowedvisibly.

Thesilenebetweenthemphysiallypainedhim,butnoneofthewordsflyingthroughhismindfeltright.Harryopenedhismouthtosaysomethingidiotinodoubt,somethingruinous,somethingthatwouldn’tmakethemessofwordshehadspatoutbeforeanylearer.Hehadtostophim.

DraofistedhisfreehandintheolrofHarry’sshirtandpulledhimloser,willinghimselfnottothinkabouthowterribleanideaitwastoevenmakeeyeontatwiththismanforanotherseond.

“Malfoy.”

Thesoundofhisownnameshookhimfromwhatmusthavebeenamomentaryinstaneofinsanity.HeletgoofHarry’swrist,lettingthehandluthingatHarry’sshirtfalltohanglimply.HeturnedawayfromHarryshakinghishead.

“Sorry.Iwasn’tthinkingstraight.Go.”

“Areyousure?”

“EvenifIwasn’t,Idon’thaveahoie.”

Harrysighed.

“Youmightwanttohangethepassword.”

“Youmightwanttofetit,”Draoreplied,withoutturningaround.

“Idon’twantto,”Harryreplied.Theentraneopened,seeminglymoreslowlythaniteverhadbefore,andstillHarrywasgonealltooquikly.

“Idiot.Youfukingidiot,”Draomurmured.

Harryhurrieddownthehallwaybaktohisrooms.

“Iloveyou,Malfoy.Iloveyou,Drao.Iloveyou,I’msorry,”hewhisperedtohimself.“See,it’snotthathardtosay.”

Yetheouldn’tsayit.Heouldn’tsayitoutloud,notwhenDraowastheretohear.

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