“Yes,well,andwhosefaultisthat?”hesnapped.“Thankstoyou,showinguphereompletelyunannouned,Ididn’thavetimetogetdressed.Properly,”headded,hastily.Potterdidn’tneedtoknowhewasn’twearinganythingunderh.“Whihbringsusbaktomyquestion,Potter.Whatareyoudoinghere?”

“Ah,Ijust—Iwantedtomakesureyougothomeokaystnight.”Helookedsheepish.“Ibroughtbreakfast,”hesaid,almostsoundingapologeti.

“Youbroughtbreakfast,”Draoehoed.

“Yeah,um…bsp;Iomein?”

Toobaffledtosayanything,Draojuststaredathim.Thiswasn’tagoodidea.But…Potterhadomeallthisway…andDraowasabithungry.Howmuhharmouldbreakfastdht?Fuk,hisself-disiplinereallysukedthesedays.

RegardingPotterwarily,heslowlysteppedaside.Hismindimmediatelysreamedathimthatheouldnot,underanyirumstanes,havebreakfastwithPotter,onaSunday,inhishome,pratiallynaked!Well,tooteforthat,hethoughtasPottersteppedintothediningroom,putdownthebagsandmurmuredaspell.Awholebunhoftablewareameflyingfromthekithenandpeditselflyonthetable.

“Please,makeyourselfathome,”Draomutteredsarastiallyasthebagsstartedtounpakthemselves.

“Iwould,ifyoutellmewheretheoffeemahineis,”Pottergrinned,shruggingoffhisoat.“Youdohaveaoffeemahine,right?”

Draorolledhiseyesandwordlesslystompedoffintothekithen.Potterfollowedhim,whihwas,inDrao’sopinion,highlyunneessary.

Itwasweird,havingPotterinhiskithen.Heseemedtosharethese.AtleasthestartedfidgetingwithhisjumperwhilepeeringatDraofromunderhisshes.Corretion,hewaspeeringatDrao’sbarelegs.Draooughedquietly,tryingnottofeeltooflustered.

“Huh,youhaven’thangedanything,”Pottersaid,lookingaround.

“What?"

“Oh,Idon’tknow,Isomehowexpetedyouto—Nevermind.”

DraoflikedhiswandtogettheoffeemahinegoingandnarrowedhiseyesatPotter.

“You’veneverbeeninmykithen.”

“Atually,Ihave,”Pottersaid.“IwaspartoftheAurorteamthat,err,madesurethispewas,err,safetolivein.Youknow,afteryourtrial.”

“Ididn’tknowthat,”Draosaid,takenabak.Huh.MaybethatwouldexpinwhyPotterhadwaltzedinherewithoutevenbattinganeyesh.Draowouldhavethoughthewouldbemore…traumatisedbytheManor.Draostillwas.Sometimes.“ButyouwerebarelytrainingtobeanAurorthen.”

“Yeah,well…”Pottershrugged.“Robardsthoughtitmightbeagoodideaformetotagalong.Iwasn’tdyingtogetbakinherebutitwasalmosttherapeuti,gettingridofallthedarkmagithatwasstilllingeringintheorners,sotospeak.”

“Isee,”Draosaidftly.Potterseemedtoathhisirritation.

“Ithoughtabouttellingyou,”hesaid.

“Whydidn’tyou?”Draoasked,raisinganeyebrow.“Webumpedintoeahotheroftenenough.”

“HowwasIsupposedtobringthatup?”

Draohadtoadmit,Potterhadalwaysbeenpantsatmakingoion.Andifhewasbeingho,heprobablywouldn’thaveletPotterexpineverythingproperly.Itwouldhavehurthispridetoomuh.Itstilldid,alittlebit.

“Iwassurprisedyouwantedtostayhere,”Pottersaid.“Iwouldhavethoughtyou’dgetanewpe.Onewithoutsomany…memories.”

Draoinwardlygroaned.“It’soneofthefewthingstheMinistryletmekeep,”hesaid,almostdefensively.“Wereyouinvolvedinthosedeisions,too?”

Potterslowlyshookhishead.“Iwasn’t.”

“Isee,”Draorepeated,beause,holy,hehadnoideawhatelsetosay.ThisoionwasawkwardandunpleasantandfarfromhowhewantedtospendhisSundaym.Castingaquikgneattheoffeemahine,heturnedaroundandmarhedbaktothediningroom,Potterathisheels.Draowathedhimlosely,andwarily,ashesatdownoppositeofhim.herofthemommentedonthefatthatDraohadn’thosentositattheheadofthetable.Heouldn’t.AsidefromthefatthattheDarkLordhadsattherewhilehehadmadeMalfoyManorhisheadquarters,itwashisfather’sseat.AndasmuhasDraohaddistanedhimselffromhimbynow,apartofhimstillouldn’tshakehimompletely.Maybeheneverwould.

Notwantingtoponderonthat,espeiallywithPotterrightinfrontofhim,hequiklysummonedtwonapkins.OfoursePotterhadfottenaboutthat.Theheathen.HiseyessannedthefoodPotterhadbrought,irritationfringupinhimwhenhenotiedtheprathadatuallymanagedtopikupalotofhisfavourites.Huffing,hegrabbedaroissantandafewraspberriesandputthemonhispte.

“So,howomeyou’rehavingbreakfastwithme?Waseveryoneelseunavaible?Areyouthatdesperateforompany,Potter?”Draoinwardlyringed.HehadmeanttoinsultPotter,notfunthisself-loathing.

Pottershrugged.“Itoldyou,Iwantedtomakesureyou’reokay.”

“Yeah,exept,Idon’tbuyit,”Draosaid,bitingintotheroissant.“Whyareyoureallyhere?”

Potterstartedfidgetingwithhisjumperagain,makinghimlookverysuspiious.“We,err,wedidn’treallygettotalkstnight.Imean,wedid,but…notreally.Notenough.”

Drao’seyeswidened.Notenough.WhatwasPotteronabout?

“Youwanttotalk,”hesaid,raisinganeyebrow.“Aboutwhat?”

“Nothing,”Pottershrugged.“Andeverything.”

Drao’sbrowroseevenhigheratthat.“Youhaveenoughfriends,Potter.Youdon’tneedanymore.”

“Youanneverhaveenoughfriends.Truefriends.”

“What’sthatsupposedtomean?”Hegavehimaspeutivegne.“TroubleinGryffindor-paradise?”

“No,no,”Potterughedwithadismissivegesture.“Myfriendsaregreat,it’sjust…”Hebithislipagain.“Mostofthemareapa

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