“Sribblingonapieeofparhment.”

Hermionegavehimalookthatshowedshewasnotamused.Ronshruggedandreturnedtohisbreakfast.“JusttellmewhatyouomeupwithsoIanhelpthistime.”

HarrymanagedtoutBiseoffinthehallwaybeforetheMedusaportrait.

“GetoutofmywayPotter.”

“Idon’tthinkIwill.”

“I’mnotinthemoodtodealwithyourightnow.”

“Idon’tthinkDrao’sinthemoodtodealwithyourightnow.”

Bise’seyestookonanappraisinglook,likeaateyeingaanary.“Well,well,itseemsasifrumorsaretrueforone,Potter.Don’tyouthinkit’sstrangethatyou’reusingDrao’sfirstnamesoasually?Idon’treallyoudoingsoinpreviousyears.”

Harryrefusedtobebaited.“Ireallydon’tarewhatyoureallornot.Ithinkyoumusthaveasstogetto,Zabini.Whydon’tyougothere?”

Bise’seyesnarrowedashetookasteplosertoHarry.Harrydidn’tmove.

“I’vegotonethingtosaytoyou,Potter.I’veknownDraosineIwasfour.Youan’tsaythesame.I’mwathingyouPotter,andyou’dbetternothurthim.“Causeifyoudo,I’llstringyouupbeforetheDarkLordfasterthanyououlddrawyourwand.”

“Strange,andhereIthoughtitwasonlyDraoyou’dbetraytotheDarkLord.GuessIwaswrong.”

Bise’sfaetwistedinfuryandhismouthopenedtospeakonlytobeutoffbyaalmandiyvoie.

“Ithinkyoushouldleavenow,Bise.”

Draostoodofftoonesideasifhe’dbeenwathingtheseneunfoldbeforehim.Bise’smouthsnappedshutwithanaudiblelik.HenoddedonetoDrao,gredatHarry,andwalkedbakuptheorridor.

“Youdidn’thavetodothat.Iouldhavetakenareofhim,”DraosaidsoftlyasBiseroundedaorneranddisappearedfromsight.

“I’maGryffindorremember?”Harrygrinnedlopsidedlyattheblond.“IdoweirdthingsliketrytoprotetthoseIareabout.”

DraoswirledhispumpkinjuieinhisrighthandashewaitedforCrabbeandGoyletofinishtheirnarrativeofhowthey’dbeatenonsomefirstyearHufflepuffthatafternoon,noddingabsentlyintheirdiretiontoshowhewaspayingattention.Hiseyessannedtheroom,meetingafewautiouslooksthatweresenthisway.Bise’sommenttoHarryhadbeenaurateafterall.Talkhadbeenspreading.Whywoulditnot,afterall?

Hehidasmirkbehindhisgobletashetookasip.TheyweremuhmoresubduedthanthesttimeHarry’s“lovelife”hadometothefrontpageofthepaper.Ofourse,thefatthathewasaboyprobablymadepeoplelesslikelytobelieveit.Itjustsoundedmorefar-fethedthanwhatSkeeterhadthrownatHarrybefore.Ofourse,thesttimeshe’dbeenattakingHarry,he’dbeenhelping.Buthewassurprisedthathehadn’treeivedanyHowlers…orangrylettersifnotHowlers.ItjustwenttoshowhowmuhpowertheMalfoynamereallyhad.

“Oi!Malfoy!”

DraoturnedslightlytolookattheseventhyearSlytherinthathadalledhisnamedowntheSlytherintable,interruptingCrabbe’sexpnationofhowthey’dhukedthefirstyear(stunnedandgrowingfingernailsinstrangepes)intoatikle-me-silly-rose-bush.Alloionstoppedashelokedgazeswiththeotherboy.

“Whenyou’redonewithPottertonight,whydon’tyouomedowntotheseventhyeardorms!”

ArossthehallattheGryffindortable,Harrystoodabruptly,lookingmurderous.Andiflooksouldkill,theseventhyearwouldhavediedpurelyfromthelookSnapesentathimfromthestafftable.

Draohowever,staredattheboyunblinking.Inaokysalute,theboyliftedhisgobletinatoasttoDrao.Draoblinked.Thegobletshattered,pumpkinjuieflyingeverywhere,thesharppieesoftheupattemptingtoembedthemselvesinthesoftfleshofhisfaeandnek.

“Idon’tthinkyououldkeepupwithme.”Drao’salmvoieseemedtoehodowntheSlytherintable,justloudenoughsothatthenow-bleedingboyouldhearthewords,butnottherestofthehall.

“Mr.Goldstien.”Snape’svoiepromisedmanyunpleasantthingsasheappearedattheSlytherin’selbow.“Weneedtodisussyourodeofbehavior.Inmyoffie.Now.Apparently,athreedaysuspensionwasnotenoughtourbyourrulebreakingstreak.”SnapelookeddownthetableattheotherSlytherins,hiseyesstoppingateveryonethathadjustreturnedthatdayfromthesuspension.“DoesanyoneshareMr.Goldstien’sses?I’msurehewouldbehappytohaveyourompany.”

“Idon’tthinkI’veeverseenSnapetalktoSlytherinsthatway!”Ronwhistledinappreiation.“Imean,he’sstillagreasygit,butthatwasreallysomething!”

HermionehidasmilebehindherbookatRonadmiringSnape.Harrythough,lookedasifhealmostdidn’thearRon,staringintothefirepethatlittheGryffindoronRoom.Hermionefrownedasshelookedathissulleneyeswhihflikeredinthefirelight.

“Harry?”Helookedupasifhehadnothingbettertodoatthatmomentotherthanstareintothefmes.“Areyoufeelingalright?”

“He’sjustasshokedasIamthatSnapestartedbeatingonSlytherins!”RonbrokeinheerfullyandHarrynoddedtohisfriend’sstatement,afalsesmileonhislips.

“Areyouthinkingaboutthefuneral?”Hermionesawthroughhissmileinstantly.

“No.I’mnot.”Andhewasn’t.

“IfIwerehim,I’dbethinkingaboutthetrial,“Mione,”RoniedbeforeHermioneouldontinuequestioningHarry.

“Whatdoyoumean?Malfoy’sdadlefteverythingtohim,soallhehastodoisprovethatandhegetshisiane,”Hermionepointedoutlogially.

“TheonlyoneIanthinkofwhoouldbringMalfoy’sianeintoquestionishismother.Thatwon’tworkagainsthisownmother,Hermione.Andshe’sgotMalfoy’sageonherside,too.”Heleanedineagerlyashea

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