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“No.”Harryholdsthesrollouttohim,theowlhootingbalefullyatthewindow,waitingforoneofthemtosignthesrapofpapersayingthatitwasreeivedanduood.“It’saddressedtoyou.”

Harrywantedtoknowwhatwasinsideasbadlyasheneededtokeepbreathing,buthealsodidn’thavealuewhatitmightontain,andashewathedtheemotionsflikedarossDrao’sfae,herealizedthatmaybehedidn’twantto.

“What?”DraothrewtheparhmentdowntothetableindisgustandHarryrippeditup.“What’swrong?”

“They’velearedthemanor.”Drao’shandswereshakingagain.Harryhadthoughtitwasgettingbetter.“Allevidenehasbeenremoved,everythinggeroustakenout,andthepropertyisreturnedtotheonlyofkinwithalearname.”Histonemadeitlearwhathethoughtaboutallofthis,drippinginderision.“Me.”

Harrydidn’tknowwhatwasupsettinghimsomuh,ifitwasthemanorandthememoriesitheld,ofthefatthattheministryhadtheaudaitytoimitastheirowninthesakeofjustie,ormaybeitwasthefatthattheyonsideredhimwiththebestreputation.

“That’sagoodthing,right?”Hefeltlikehewastreadingintounknownwaters,wherehewon’tknowhowdeepitgoesuntilhetakesthestepoffsolidgroundandfallsdownintothedeep.Heneverhadlearnedtoswim.“Tohaveyourhomebak?”

Draolookedathimlikehewasstupid,thenthrewthatsrapofparhmentintothefire,notrexinguntilheseestheornersurlandbken.“Youan’tgohomeagain,Harry.”Hepassedbehindhimandppedahanddownonhisshoulderinawaythatmighthaveonsideredfriendly,hadtheynotbeenhalfasleepwiththeirarmsedaroundeahotheronlyhoursbefore.“NotevensureI’dwantto.”

Drao

’tgohomeagainHarry,Draohadsaid,leavingtheroomlikehewasleavingreallifebehind,likewalkingawayfromaproblemwasthesamethingassolvingit.

Hehadthoughtthatburninguptheletterandpushingittothebakofhismindwasthebestoption,beausethen,atleast,hewouldneverhavetostepfootinitagain.Butthentheowlskeptoming,onethemandthatnightandtheandtheandthe,andfinallyonedemandinghispreseneinthelegaldepartmentoftheministry.

“Theyan’tmakeyougo,”Hermionetellshim,whenthey’vetradedouttheirmustyoldpotionbooksforfashionmagazines,poverdressesforhertoweartoaformal.“Ifyouwaitanotherthirtydays,it’llbeturnedovertothestateandthey’llsellittoolletmoneyforsomeharityoranother.”

“Anotherthirtydaysofowls?”Draohadsnortedout,feigninghorror,butthatwasn’treallywhatwasb.Hedidn’tlikethethoughtofstrangersombingthroughhishome,andevenifitwasmostlybad,hedidn’twanttheMalfoyManor’shistorytobeboileddowntothis:raffledoffinsomeautionjusttobetorndown,destroyedforitsmineralsandmarbleandturnedintosrap,justabnkstrethofndonthefaeoftheearth,allbeausethestMalfoywasaoward.Horriblethingshadhappenedthere,butitdeservedbetterthanthat.

Hedoesn’teverreallymakeadeision.JustonedayhegetsupbeforeHarrydoesandgetsdressed,tellinghimselfthathewasjustgoingforawalk.Andthenheturnedtowardsthetown,andthenhewasinLondon,andthenhewasflooinghiswayintothepublientraneoftheministry,turninghiswandovertoawiththatdidn’treognizehimandfollowingthemaptowheretheysaidlegalwas,olrturneduptohidehisfae.

“Hey.”There’sawithbehindthedeskinbrightpurplerobes,sohehoosestogouptoherforhelp,figuringanyonethatdresseslikethatan’tbetoopainful,butthensheturnstofaehimandheseesit’sLavender,whosupposedlyhadn’tbeenoutofthehousesinethewar,sittingtheresarsandall.

“Drao.”Shetapsherfeatheronthewindowbetweenthem.Heknowsit’shersbeauseit’sbrightyellowandhasapuffballonthetopofit.“WhatanIdoforyou?”

Heannotstopstaringather,andthenimmediatelyfeelshorribleaboutit,sohelooksathisshoesinstead.Greybakhadmauledherprettybad.“Theministrysentmeletters.”Herummagesinhispoketforoneofthem.“Aboutthemanor.”

Shelikshertongueandreadsovertheparhment,anditmakesDraofeellikeaprat,beausewhatkindofpersonhasamanor?Butshedoesn’tseemtoare.“Yeah,we’vegotthat.”Lavenderdidn’tgetup,justwheeledherhairarosstheroomandrummagedthroughabisuntilsheameupwithanenvelope.“Here’sthekey.Andyou’vejustgottosignhere,andit’syours.”

Draofumbledforthepen,andshesmiledathim,asbrightasheouldrememberherbeingatHogwarts,ifalittlelessgiddy.“Right.Thanks.”He’ddonewhatheamefor,tehnially,butitdoesn’tseemlikeenough.“Howhaveyoubeen?”

“Good.”sideringthatthey’veneverhadaniewordtosayabouteahother,sheseemedsurprisinglyreadytotalk.Maybeitwasdepressing,hidingheredowninthedarkallday,justwaitingforsomeonetoimdeadpeople’spossessions.“Heardyou’relivingwithHarry.”

Shewaggleshereyebrowsathim,anddespitehimself,Draoouldfeelhimselfgettingflustered.“Notlikethat.”Whatwasitlike,then?Yousleepinthesamebed.“Courtorderedbabysitting,basially.Keptmeoutofjail.”

Hetriestoshruglikethatdoesn’tmeananything,butshesmileslikesheknowsbetter.Andmaybeshedoes.Lavenderdidalwayshaveanannoyinghabitofknowingeverythingabouteverybody.“That’snotwhatI’veheard.”Shegiveshimonesttiredsmileandrapsherquillagainstthegssonesttime.“Seeyouaround,Drao.”

“Yeah.”PartofhimwantstoinvitehertohimandHarry’s,justtoathup,butabiggerparttell

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