“Yes,althoughitmightbeagoodideaforyoutoallhimDrao,justfortoday.”

“What?Why?”

HermionehandedtheboyovertoRonandsteeredHarrytowardsthefloo.“Harry,Iwantyoutothinkaboutoneveryimportantthing:thism,whenyouwokeupwithDrao,whenhekissedyou,andwiththeer,thenakedness?”

Soshehadheardthepartaboutthenakedness.

“Yes,”Harrysaidslowly.

“Didyoulikeit?”

Harryspluttered,andHermioneusedthemomenttothrowahandfuloffloopowderintothefirepe.“HarryandDrao’shouse,”shesaidintothefmes.“Justthinkaboutit,okay?”ShepushedHarryintothefire,andashespunaway,heheardherallout,“Andtrynottoattoosuspiious!”

Harryskiddedoutoftheflooandintoabright,airy,ompletelyunfamiliarroom.Hebrushedthesootfromhistshirtandjeansashelookedaround,hispulsejumpingashetookinwhatluestheroomhadtoofferhim.Therewasargewoodentoyboxinfrontofthehugewindows,thelidpulledhalfoffandtoysspillingoutontothefloor;abigyellowtruksattoit,abarbiedollbehindthewheelandaMyLittlePonyinthebak;whatlookedlikehalfawith’sostumestrethedoverthestomahofargeteddybear;arokinghorsethathadhadoneofitswhitepathesolouredinavarietyofshades.Apurpleandbluepygmypuffrolledaroundinaageontheoppositesideoftheroom,lettingouttheoasionalhirpasitsmakedintothebarsandreversedourse.Adarkgreenleatherhighbakhairsatinoneorner,faingoutintotheroomandwithineasyreahofthebookasessittingtoeithersideofit.Abigsreentellydominatedonewall,oppositeaomfylookingstripedsofa,satteredwithmismathedushionsandbs.Atinybkshoesatinnououslyononeoftheushions.

Andeverywhere,everywhere,therewerepitures.

EverywhereHarrylooked,photographiversionsofhimselfandmanyotherswavedbakathim.He,RonandHermionesittingonabenhwithsarvesedaroundtheirnekssmiledathimfromontopofthedresser;MollyandArthurgrinningdownatasmallbundleintheirarmsonthemantelpiee;aphotographofwhatseemedtohavebeenGinny’sweddingtoDean;Hermioneinherweddingdress,soldingRonforhavinghismouthfullofake—Harryrememberedthatone,he’dtakenitjustoveraweekagoattheirwedding.

AndinterspersedbetweenallofthesewerepituresofHarryandMalfoy.MalfoypullingafaewhileHarrykissedhimmessilyontheheek;MalfoywithhisarmsedaroundHarry’swaist,hishinrestingonHarry’sshoulder;MalfoysittingtoHarryonasofathatwasobviouslyintheBurrow;Malfoypyingwithalittlegirlwithlongdarkhairandwidegreyeyes;Malfoystandingtoahospitalbed,staringdownatthesmallbabyHarrywasholdinginhisarms.

Andthenhiseyeslightedonasmallbkframeonthebookshelves,holdingapitureofashylookingHarrywithhishandsaressinghisstomahlovingly.Hisveryround,bigstomah.

Harry’shandsflewtohisownstomah,liftinguphistshirtandrunningoverhistautmusles.Whatthehell?Hehadn’tevenknownthatwizardsoulddothat…Okayno,hedidknow,beauseCharlieWeasleyandhishusbandEvanhadbeentalkingaboutoneofthemgettingpregnantreently,it’sjust…he’dneverseenit,andnowherehewas,staringatevidenethathe’ddoneithimself.

Harrysankdownontothesofa,winingwhenhendedonthedisardedshoe.Okay,hejusthadtothinkaboutthisforaminute.WhathadHermionesaid?Thiswastheeffetsofaspell,andsomethingaboutabriefglimpse.Butwhatwashebrieflyglimpsingat?Abadaidtrip?Harrydidn’tthinkheneededalessoninresponsibledruguse.Maybealookathowhismindwouldrakifhekeptonspendingsomuhtimeatwork?Itwastrue,Harrydidworkalot,notleavingmuhtimeforapersonallife,buthereallydidn’tthinkthatthiswouldbewhathisfrayedmindwouldonjureup.Analternateuniverseofsomekind?Harrydidn’tknowifsuhthingsexisted,butiftheydid,thenmaybeHermione’srelutanetotellhimmuhmadeabitmoresense.Maybeifhelearnedtoomuh,hewouldn’tbeabletogetbaktohisownworld?

Harrysighedandsrubbedathisfaewithhishand,pausingwhenhefeltsomethingunfamiliarmovingarosshisskin.Hestaredathislefthand;onthethirdfingersatasimple,whitegoldband.

Harrythoughthemightbehavingaheartattak.

Okayno,hejusthadtotakesomedeepbreaths,andthink.WhereverHarrywas,analternateuniverse,amentalbreakdown,amassivebonktotheheadandasubsequentoma,whatever,learlythingsherewereverydifferent.Heseemedtobemarried,forastart,andwaslivinginwhatseemedtobeaverybeautifulhouse,andhadhadahild…

Harryfeltlightheaded.

So,hewasmarried,livinginahouseratherthanaft,withahild—Lissa?That’swhatGinnyandHermionehadbothalledthelittlegirl—andheseemedtobedoingallofthiswithDraosoddingMalfoy.

“Finallydeidedtograemewithyourpresene,Isee,”Malfoysaidbehindhim,andHarryjumpedsohardheslippedoffthesofa.Malfoysneeredathim.“I’msobloodyhonoured.”

Harrystaredathim.Malfoyhadputsomelothesonbynow,andwaswearingapairofdeliiouslysoftlookingfadedjeansandanuntukedwhiteshirtrolledtotheelbows.Hestaredatthepewheretwooftheshirtbuttonswereundone,showingahintofskinandthewayMalfoy’sthroatmovedasheswallowed.

“Gotnothingtosay?”

MalfoystareddownatHarry,hisgreyeyesold.Andalittlebithurt,Harrywassurprisedtonotie.WhathadHermionesaid?Trynottoattoosuspiious.Rightthen.Harrylearedhisthroat.

“Er,sorry.Itwasworkstuff,somethingimportant

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