“Inotied,”Draosaidurtly.“Yououldhavejusttoldthemtoleaveyoualone.”

“I’mnotverygoodatthat,”Potteradmitted,rubbingthebakofhisnek.

“Inotied,”Draorepeateddryly.

“It’sjust…somanypeopleometomeandtellmetheirstories,howtheysurvivedthewar,howtheyneverstoppedbelievinginme…Sure,therearealotofrazypeopletoo,but…Ian’tjusttellthemtobuggeroff.”

“Ofourseyouan.”

Pottersighed.“Believeme,I’velostmytemperenoughtimestoknowhowthatends.Aslongasthey’rebeingfriendly,”heshrugged,“it’sokay.”

Draoshookhishead.Potterwassuhagoodytwo-shoes.

DiagonAlleywasbuzzingwithpeople,alldenwithshoppingbags.SomestoppedandstaredasDraoandPotterwalkedpastthem.Itwashighlyunomfortable.Draodidn’tevenknowwhyhehadpulledPotterawayfromthosepeople.Itirritatedhim,thewaytheypratiallymauledhimbutthatwasnoneofhisbusiness,wasit?Hehadn’teventhoughtaboutit,butnow…nowhewaswalkingdownDiagonAlleywithPotter,whohehadtriedtostopthinkingaboutsineBisesenthimthatartile.Hestillflinhedwheneverhethoughtaboutthewayhehadbeenlookingatthepratinthatpiture.Hedidn’tevenwanttothinkaboutthewaysPotterwasprobablygoingtoteasehimaboutit.

“DoingsomestminuteChristmasshopping?”Potterasked,peekingatDrao’sbag.

“Notexatly,”Draoreplied,avoidingPotter’sgaze.“Justsomenewrobes.”

“Ah,”Pottersaid.“Isthereanywhereelseyouneedtogo?”

Draohesitated,wifthiswassomekindoftrap.“No.Atually,Iwasjustonmyway—”

“Good.Howaboutwegetadrink?”

Draostopped,almostdroppinghisbag.Adrink?WithPotter?Washeserious?

“Why?”wastheonlythinghefoundhimselfapableofsaying.

“Whynot?”Pottershrugged.

“Beause…”Draodidn’tknowwhatelsetosay.

“eon,”Pottersaid.“Let’sgototheLeakyCauldron.”

Draofollowedhimsilently,notsurewhethertobeexitedormortified.BumpingintoPotterwasonething,spendingmoretimewithhimthanneessary,ontheotherhand,wasverygerous.Draoalmostfeltlikeateenageragain;inseure,angry,foolish.Itwasn’tagoodombination.

Tomshowedthemtoatableand,assoonastheypedtheirorderswithhim,atorturoussilenestrethedbetweenthem.

“Ireallyenjoyedthega,”Pottersaidafterawhile.Draolearedhisthroatandsimplynodded.HerefrainedfrompointingoutthatPotterhadlookedutterlyunomfortablethewholeevening.“Younevergotbaktomeaboutanotherdrink,”Potteradded.

“What?”Draospluttered.

“Youknow,Itoldyoutoowlmeifyouwantedtograbdrinks.”Hedidn’tsoundoffended,whihmadeDraowonderwhyhewasbringingitupatall.

“We’rehavingdrinksnow,”hepointedout.Inallhoy,Draodidn’trememberthatpartiuroion.Apparently,therewasalothedidn’trememberaboutthatnight.Butevenifhehad,hewouldn’thaveowledPotter.Immediately.

“Yeah,butonlybeausewebumpedintoeahother.”Pottergavehimaspeutivegne.“Areyouanti-soialingeneralordidn’tyouwanttogetdrinkswithmespeifially?”

Draosuppressedthehokingnoisehehadbeenabouttomake,pressinghislipsintoatightline.HadPotteralwaysbeenthisblunt?

“I’mabusyperson,”heshrugged,tryingtoatnonhant.

“Hereyougo,”TomsaidashepedabutterbeerinfrontofPotterandaamomileteainfrontofDrao.Pottereyedtheteaforaseond,beforehegrinnedandtookasipofhisbutterbeer.

“Feelingnervous,Malfoy?”

Ugh,thatokybastard!

“MaybethisiswhyIdidn’twanttogetdrinkswithyou,”Draosaid,almostsnapped,atually.“You’restillsofullofyourself.”

Potterstudiedhisbutterbeer,nottakinghiseyesoffitasheanswered.“You’renotstillhunguponthepast,areyou?”

“What’sthatsupposedtomean?”Draosaid,furrowinghisbrows.

“We’vegrownup,”Pottersaidwithashrug.“Wetalkedaboutwhathappened.”

Indeedtheyhad.PotterhadpratiallyforedDraototalktohimafterhistrial,eventhough,ormaybeespeiallybeause,hehadrefusedtoatfirst.Draohadfelttooashamed,tooembarrassed,butalsotooangrytotalktoPotter.ItwasjusttheiingontheakethatPotter,ofallpeople,hadbeentheonetosavehim.Again.Andeventhoughgratitudehadbeensomewhereinthemix,ithadmostlyfeltdegrading.

Asalways,thingshadbeenompliated.

Draohadn’tbelievedhisearswhenPotterhadtoldhimhedidn’tholdagrudgeagainsthim.Sometimes,Draoalmostfeltlikehehadgottenofftooeasy.Hehadn’tuoodhowPotterouldfivehimforwhathehaddone.HowouldPotterfivehimwhenDraohadn’tfivenhimself?Sometimes,whenhewasfeelinggloomy,hestillaskedhimselfthatquestion.

“Thatdoesn’tautomatiallymeaneverything’sfotten,”Draomurmured,urlinghisfingersaroundhisup.Hisskinsoakedupthewarmth,alminghim.

“Isthatwhyyouavoidedmeatthega?”Potterasked.“Orwhyyou’reavoidinglookingatmerightnow?”

Drao’seyesinvoluntarilysnappeduptoPotter’s.Theyweresoftandwarm,notatallwhathehadexpeted.

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