“Fukyou,Potter!Nineam.I’llsendyoutheaddress.”

“Oh,Iwasn’t—”

“Don’tbete.”

Heturnedonhisheels,readytoleavewhenheheardPottersnigger.Oh!Oh,thatbastard!

“Fuk,”Draospluttered.

“LikeIsaid,preditable,”Potterughed.ThesnowrunhedunderhisfeetashewalkedaroundDraountilhewasfainghim.

“It’sokay.YoudoyourthingwithLuna.Idon’twanttointrude.”

Ugh.Draodidn’tknowwhathehatedmore,thefatthatPotterhadeasilypyedhimorthathewasbeingdisgustinglyuanding.ItmadeDraowanttotellhimeverything.HewantedPottertoseeitforhimself.Butheouldn’t.Draowasn’tready.TakingPottertherewouldexposehim.

Unless…UnlesshetoldeverybodyinadvanePotterwasomingandtheyweretokeeptheirmouthsshutunderallirumstanes.Maybe,Pottergettingalittleglimpsewouldn’tbetheworstthing?Draohadnoideawhy,butapartofhimwantedtosharethiswithPotter,lethiminontheworkthatwassolosetoDrao’sheart.

“Whatever,Potter.Idon’tareifyoutagalongornot.”

“Really?”Potter’sfaelitup,whihmadeitthatmuhhardertotakebakwhathehadjustsaid.

“Really,”Draosighed.

“Alright,justowlmetheaddressthen.”

DraowathedasPottermountedhisbroomandwavedathimashezoomedoff.

Sazar,thisbetterwork!Draoreallydidn’tneedanymoreompliationsinhislife.

Tuesday,21January2003

pliationnumberone:Potterwaswearingthatstupidwooloatagain.

pliationnumbertwo:Apparently,hehadtriedtotamehishair.

pliationnumberthree:Potterwasgoodwithkids.

DraohadinstrutedhimtowaitintheourtyardwhileheandLunahadgoneinside,soDraoouldshowherthepe.Oneoftheteahershadsoonofferedtotakeover,towhihLunahadheartilyagreed,urgingDraotogobaktoPotter.

Soherehewas,lurkingbehindatreeashewathedPotterarefullygetdownononekneeandtaphiswandagainstalittlegirl’sfinger.

“Therewego.Nomoresplinter,”Pottersaidquietlyandsmiledatthegirl.Shewasstillrying,hiupingeverynowandthen.Potterreahedupandgentlybrushedawayatearfromherheek.FortheloveofMerlin,didhereallyhavetodothat?Draoinwardlygroaned.

“What’syourname?”Potterasked,pyfullynudgingherlittlenose.Thegirljustkepthiuping.

“HernameisCelia,”Draosaid,unabletostophimself.HewentovertothemandkdownbesidePotter.

“Celia.That’saprettyname,”Pottersaidsoftly,smilingather.“Howoldareyou,Celia?”

Herbrowsfurrowedasshelookeddownatherhands.Sheedonearoundtheother,slowlyliftingonefiwofihreefingers…Whensheliftedthefourth,shelookedatDraoinsilentuainty.Hesmiledather,pattingherhead,andnodded.Stilltear-stained,butnowbeaming,sheturnedtoPotterandshowedhimherhand.

“Wow,fouryears,”Pottereximed,enthusiastially.

Draoignoredthewarmthspreadinginhishest,andpattedCeliaagain.“Doesitstillhurt?”heasked.Sheblinkedafewtimes,newtearsrollingdownherheeks,but,finally,sheshookherhead.“Good,”Draosmiled.

Celia’seyesdartedbetweenhimandPotterbeforesheleanedovertoDrao,grabbedahandfulofhisrobesandpedherheadagainsthishest.Shelikeddoingthat.

“AreyouMr.Malfoy’sfriend?”sheasked,regardingPotterlosely.

“Um…”DraoouldpratiallyseePotterstartingtosweat.“Yeah,”hesaidquietly,hiseyesdartingtoDrao’s.Ohfuk.

“Didyougotoshooltogether?”

“Wedid,”Pottersaid,turninghisattentionbaktoCelia.Sheseemedtobethinkinghard,hergriponDrao’srobestightening.

“bsp;youflyreallygood?”

Potterughed,theskinaroundhiseyesrinkling.“Well,I’vebeentoldIdoquitealrightonabroom.”

“Ohplease,”Draosnorted.“Youknowhowgoodyouare.Youwouldhavebeatenmeinthatraeyesterdayifithadn’tbeenforthatbird.”

Potter’seyesfoundhisonemore,allwarmandsoft,sendingDrao’sheartintoafrenzy.

“Areyougoodatdoingmagi?”Celiaasked,obviouslygettingmoreexited.

“Oh,youknow,I—”PotterhukledatDrao’sexasperatedexpression.“Yes.Yes,Iam.”

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