Draolookedathim,baffled.Heouldhaveruntheideabyhimfirst,buthesupposedHarrywasonetoaskforfivenessratherthanpermission.

“Isupposeitwouldnotappeartoostrange,butIdon’tthinkitwouldbewisetoallowhimfreerangeoftheastlejustbeausehebelongedtosomeone.Toogerous.Ithink…itwouldbefineforhimtoaompanyyouaroundtheastleinhisanimalform.Shouldhewantto.Neveralone,though,Mr.Malfoy.Neveralone.Iwillleaveyoutwotoathup,then.Notthatyoudon’thaveallthetimeintheworld.Anddon’tyourstudies,Mr.Potter.MaybeMr.Malfoywillbesokindastohelpyou.Hewasabetterstudent...”ProfessorMGonagallsaid,turningonherheelandheadingoutthedoor.

Theboyssmiledpolitelyatherassheexited.

DraoturnedtoHarrythemomenttheentranehadlosedbehindher.

“Imaybeinaage,Potter,butthatdoesn’tmeanIamyourpet.Yourfamiliar,howveryute,”Draospat,regrettingitastheotherboyflinhedathiswords.

“Ididn’tmeanitlikethat,Malfoy.Iwasonlythinkingthatitthebestpetohideisinpinsight.Noonewillsnooparoundafteradogtheyseeallthetime.Thinkaboutit.HagridhasFangallthetime,andnooneisuriousastoknowwhetherornotFangisreallyadog,”Harrysputterednervously.

“BeauseFangissolearlyadog,Potter.Anyway,you’reyou.Everyonethinkseverythingyoudoisiing.You’resuddenaquisitionofawhitewolfwon’tgounsrutinized.”

“Well,Imean,surepeoplewillnotie,butaertainallowaneforeentriityomeswithbeingtheBoyWhoLived,espeiallynowafterallissaidanddone.Ithinkyouwouldbequitesafe.Anyway,aompanyingmetosswouldbeloadsmoreiingthanjustsittingaroundherealldayfortherestofyourlife,”Harrysaid,motioningattheroomaroundhimashefelluneremoniouslyintooneofDrao’sarmhairs.Heproppedhisfeetupononearmrest,leaningbakagainsttheother.

“Shoes,”Draohastised,tappingHarry’stoeashewalkedpassedtohimsettleintheoppositehair,sittinguprightlikeaivilizedhumanbeing.

Harryrolledhiseyesandkikedoffhisshoes,whihbouninghaphazardlyarossthefloor.

“Whosaysthatwouldbemoreiing?WhosaysIdon’thaveplentytodohere?”Draoasked,leaningforwardandrestinghiselbowsonhisknees.

“Forone,I’dbethere,”Harrysaid.

“Andyou’reiing?”

“Youseemtothinkso,basedonthosealbumsyou’ve—”

“Don’tstartwiththealbum.Fetthealbum.Ishouldburnthealbum,”Draohuffed.“It’sthereasonI’mhereinthefirstpe,pyingsometwistedgameofhousewhereI’mthepetdog.”

Harrysmiledathim,thoughitappearedfored.

“Unfortunatelyforyou,Iwon’tbefettingthesrapbook.Didn’tgetobliviated,yousee.Tellme,whatdoyouhavetodoherethatismoreiing?”

“Reading,”Draorepliedshortly.

“Readingwouldbemorefunthangoingtosswithme?Thinkaboutit.YouomewithmetotheDefensessroom.We’llkeepsomethingforyoutolieonupbymydesk.Youkeepaneyeonthestudents,andwhentheydosomethingstupid,weantalkaboutittogetherinsteadofmehavingtodothefunnythingsjustiewhenItellyouaboutmyday,”Harryanswered.

“SoI’llbesomeglorifiedversionofMrs.Norris.WhosaysIwanttohearaboutyourday,Potter?”Draosneered,tryingtohidethefatthatthatdid,infat,soundpleasant.Nothingbredommunityquitelikegossip,andDraohadalwayslovedagoodbitofgossiphimself.

“Thealbu—”

“WhatdoIhavetodotogetyoutodropthealbum?”Draoasked,snappedoutofthepleasantmusingsbroughtonbythethoughtofspendingtimearoundpeopleandbakintoreality.

“Aknowledgetheelephantintheroom,”Harrysaid.

“Whihis?”Draotensed.

“Ijustvowedtoprotetyouwithmylifefortherestofmyexistene,Malfoy.”

“Iknow,Iwasthere,”Draoreplied,thewordsaslongaswebothshallliveehoingthroughhismind,hisheartbeatpikingupagainasherepyedHarry’sanswer,aslow,deliberate,andaboveallelse,inrediblyoIwill.

“So.ThatmeansI—”

“Don’thateme.Iknow.You’vementioned.”

“Iwasgoingtosaydon’tmindbeingaroundyou.MightevengosofarastosayIwouldliketobearoundyou,”Harryontinued.

“Thanksverymuh,kindofyoutosay,”Draosaid.Hedidn’twanttosayit.Notsopinly.Notyet.

“SoIguesswhatIamsaying,Drao,isisthatalbumwhatIthinkitis?”

DraosuppressedtheleaphisheartmadeatHarry’suseofhisgivenname.Itwasn’tthefirsttimehehadsaidit,butheseemedtoonlyreserveitformomentslikethis,momentsthattugatDrao’shest,threateningtomakehimspilleveryserethe’dheldloseforthestdeade.

“Whatdoyouthinkitis?”

“Evidenethatmaybeyou’dliketobearoundme,too.”

“MaybeIwould.Seeingaswe’reasgoodashanduffedtogetherforever,itseemslikeitwouldbeinmybestitoliketobearoundyou.”

“Youjustan’tstoopsolowastoadmityoudon’thatemesomuh,either,anyou?”Harryughed.

“Toyourfae?Never,”Draosaid,apleasantwarmfeelingspreadingthroughhisstomahashereturnedHarry’ssmile.

Somaybethefamiliarideawasn’tthebestonehehadeverhad,butitertainlywasn’ttheworst.Afterall,hewasonlytryingtomakesureDraodidn’tfeellikeaprisonerfortherestofhislife.Itwasironireally,thatthiswasthelifehehosewhenitwashighlyunlikelyhewouldhaveendedupinAzkabanafterthetrials,espeiallywhenHarrywouldhavevouhedforhim.Harryhatedtosayit,beauseitmadehimsoundsoself-important,buthisworddidgoalongwayinthemonthsjustafter

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