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Thatpartiurquestiondoesn’tourtohimrightaway.Atfirst,he’stoobusyomingtotermswiththeoofapersonthrowingupflowerstoworryaboutwhatkindofflowerstheyare;ter,heperhapsassumes—withouteveronsiouslythinkingaboutit—thatit’srandom,orlinkedinsomeobsurewaytothevitim’spersonality.

“No,”saysHermione.“Theliliesaresignifiant,eithertohimortohisbeloved.That’showitusuallyworks,withHanahaki.It’salwaysaflowerthathasmeaningtooneorbothofthem.”

ThatsendsthegearsinHarry’sheadspinning.He’sbeentryingtoavoidspeutingaboutwhothe“beloved”is.Draodoesn’twanthimtoknow.Harryhimselfdoesn’tthinkhewantstoknow,mostofthetime.Buthean’thelpit.Everylueheuhsisanotherrakinhisfaadeofdisi,andbeforelong,he’swrakinghisbrainsforananswer.

It’ssomeoneDrao’sknownsinehewaseleven,atleast.MaybeafellowHogwartsstudent;that’stheobviousandmostlikelypossibility.Butitouldbesomeonewhodoesn’tattendHogwarts,agmorousfriendDraoseesduringhisfamily’sholidaysinFrane.Itouldevenbeateaher,whih,eurgh.

It’ssomeonewhomDraoassoiateswithlilies,orforwhomlilieshavesomekindofsignifiane.Ofourse,asHermionetellshim,liliesareflowersofdeathandm,usedinfuneralserviesandmemorials…andjustabouteveryoneDraoknowsameofageinwartime.Ifliliesholdmeaningtothebeloved,thatdoesn’tnarrowthingsdownmuhatall.

It’ssomeonewhoseretionshipwithDraohanged,irrevoably,whenDraowassixteen.Maybehe’dhadafallingoutwiththeobjetofhisaffetion.Ormaybethatpersonhadfalleninlovewithsomeoneelse.Thisevent,whateveritwas,triggeredDrao’sdisease.

HarryrunsthroughamentalheklistofalltheSlytherinsandtheoddRavenwDraousedtobeseenwithregurly,butDraohadpushedawayalmosteveryoneduringsixthyear,forentirelyunromantireasons.Anyofthosepeopleould’vebeentheperson.AndDraoisbisexual,whihdoublesthepoolofpotentialandidates.

BroodingonallthebeautifulgirlsandboysthatmighthaveaughtDrao’seyeisatiring,frustratingexerisethatleavesHarrywantingtoshedhisskinlikeanithysweater,orpossiblybreakthings.

Draonoties.Ofoursehedoes.DraoalwaysnotiesthethingsHarrywisheshewouldn’t.

They’vepikedashadyspotintheourtyardtoresearh.Draoiswasindustriouslyasever,butrightnow,readingaboutallthedeathsandmutationsandvariousotherhorriblefatespeoplehaveenduredprovestoomuhforhisnervestohandle.Hedoesn’tspeak,he’dneverompin,butsomethinginhisfaeorhisbodynguagemustbetrayhim.

DraobroahesthesubjetofHarry’sillhumorwithharateristitat.

“Whoshovedabroomstikupyourarsetoday,Potter?”hedrawls.

Before,thatwouldhavebeenthestartofashoutingmath.Now,Harrybrightens.

“Let’sdothat,”hesays.Draoraisesoneeyebrow,andsmirks,andHarryrollshiseyes.“Goflying,Imean.Ihaven’tbeeninages.”

Outoffairnesstotheotherstudents,eighthyearsaren’tallowedonQuiddithteams.Harrymissesitdesperately,butnotasmuhasRondoes,andhe’sertainDrao’srighttherewithhim.Sureenough,Draodoesn’thesitate.

“Seekermath?”Draoasks.

“Ifyou’rethateagertohaveyourarsehandedtoyou,”saysHarry.

“We’llseeaboutthat,Potter.”

Theypartwaystodumptheirbooksandbagsintheirdorms,andretrievetheirbrooms;Harryswingsbythekithenstograbaoupleofsandwihes,whihtheysarfdownontheirwayouttothepith.DraodigsaSnithoutoftheequipmentlokerandtossesitintotheairwhiletheymounttheirbrooms.

Overthehandlesoftheirbrooms,theymeeteahother’seyes,andHarryfeelsasthoughhe’sfinallywokenupafteralongdream.

Withoutaword,theytakeoffintotheskyaftertheSnith,perfetlyinunison.Whenit’stwoSeekersaloneintheair,withnootherpyersorballstoworryaboutorthedinofarowdtodistrat—andwhentheSeekersarealmostevenlymathed,thewayHarryandDraoare—thegametransformsintoanadrenaline-pounding,blood-rushing,heart-raingwhirlwindofaduel.

“Bestoutoffive?”Draoalls,andHarrygivestheaffirmative,buttheyeahaththeSnithsoquiklythegamestrethesintonine,fifteenrounds.Theyloseount.herofthemhastopretendatourtesyorsportsmanship;thisispureompetition,andfromthemomenttheytakeoffthere’snevermorethanayardorsoofspaebetweenthem.IfHarrytriestoshakeDraooff,Draomatheshiseveryloopanddiveandrollwithaareless,manigrin.IfDraotriestoathHarryoffguardwithdizzying,breaknekpsaroundthestadium—flyingsolowtheynearlytearseatsrightoutofthestandsorsohighHarryhastroubleathinghisbreath—Harryantiipateshiseverymoveandfollowswithoutsomuhasamomentofhesitation.HalfthetimetheyfettheSnithisthereuntiloneofthemseesitandshouts;thenit’sano-holds-barredaerialsprintforthegoal,weavingoverandunderoneanother,elbowingeahothershamelesslyastheygetloserandlosertotheSnith.Morethanone,HarryorDraoreahoutandsnaththeother’swristbyaident(Draoimsit’sanaidenteverytime,atleast),andthesnithesapesthemboth.herofthemnotieswhentheskygrowsdarkwithforbiddinggreyplumesofloud.

Whentherainstarts,HarryputstheSnithawayandrejoinsDraointheair,andtheypebetsonwhihofthemanpulloffthebestfeintsorother,inreasinglygerousandfoolhardymaneuvers,likeagameofhikendesignedtogiveMadamHoohaheartattak.Lukily,nooneisaround

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