“bsp;youshowme?”Celiaasked,liftingherheadfromDrao’shest.

“Whatdoyouwantmetodo?”Potterasked.

“Um…”Shelookedaround,herblondurlsbouningthiswayandthat.

“Ah,Iknow,”Pottersaid.Hetookouthiswand,hiseyesneverleavingCelia.Wordlessly,heflikeditseveraltimesandDraowonderedwhathewasdoing.Rightbesidethem,thesnowsuddenlyliftedoffthegroundandwhirledaroundlikeasmalltornado.

“Whoa!”Celia’seyeswerewideasshewathedthesnowslowlytransform.Draoouldn’thelpbutughwhenherealisedwhatPotterwasdoing.

“Oh,asnowman,”Celiashriekedindelight.Sheppedandgiggledasthesnowmanstartedingaroundthem.Itwasgoodtoseeherenjoyherselflikethat.

“Impressive,huh?”PottersaidtoCelia,wigglinghiseyebrows.Draosnorted,drawinghiswandaswell.Withinseonds,aseondsnowmanedaroundthem,whileCeliasquealedandjumpedupanddown.Smug,DraoturnedhisgazetoPotter.Ohboy.Hehadamishievousglintinhiseyes.Hebarelymovedhiswand,hiseyeslokedwithDrao’s,thegrinonhisfaewidening.

“Ah!”

Relutantly,DraotorehisgazeawayfromPotter,onlytosee…Oh,thatbastard!Thetwosnowmenwerenowingwitheahother,italmostlookedliketheywerewaltzing,whileadozenoflittlesnowmenflounedaroundthem.

“Showoff,”Draomuttered,eliitinganotherughfromPotter.Draodoubtedhewouldevertireofthatsound.

“Mr.Malfoy,”Celiasaid,tuggingathisrobes.“It’shim,isn’tit?”sheasked,hervoiequiveringwithexitement.

“What?”

“It’shim,”shesaid,lhervoiealmostonspiratorially.“Theoneyou’realwaystellingusstoriesabout.It’shim,right?Right?”BeforeDraoouldsayanything,sheturnedbaktoPotter,beaming.“Mr.Malfoysaidyou’rethebestflyerhe’severseen.”

Potterblinked.

“Andhesaidyoudon’thaveamummyandadaddy,either,justlikeme.”

Draoringed.

“Hesaidyouwerereallysad,butyou’llbehappyagain,soIanbe,too!”

HeouldfeelPotter’sgazeonhimwhileheatandembarrassmentwashedoverhim.

“Mr.Malfoysaidheanseeitinyoureyes.Hesaidyoureyesaresogreen,they—”

“Okay,timeforthess,Celia,darling,”Draosaidhastily,hisheeksfming,andhoistedthelittlegirlupinhisarms.Sheshriekedexitedlyandthrewherarmsaroundhisnek.

“Bye,”shealledtoPotter,wavingathim.Withoutabakwardgne,Draomarhedinside,nearlystumblingoverthelittlesnowmenthatwerestillsurryingaround.

“Itwashim,right?”Shepokedhisshoulderimpatientlywhenhedidn’tanswer.“Right?”

Draogroanedandletoutasigh.“Right,”hemuttered.

Celiagiggledhappily.“Doesheometoyourhouse?”

“Um…he’sbeenthere,yes.”

“Doyoupygamestogether?”

Draogrinned.“WeusedtopyQuiddith.”

Celia’seyeswidenedandhermouthshapedintoan‘o’.Shelookedimpressed.“Doyouhavesleepovers?”

“Err…”Draoberatedhismind,assoonasimagesofhimandPotter,rollingaroundonabed,poppedup.“Notreally,no.”

“Doesyourmummynotallowit?”

Itwasamazing,really,howmuhtruthwasbehindthatiquestionofahild.

“Somethinglikethat,”Draosaidevasively.

“Doeshesharehisookieswithyou?”

Draoletoutaugh.“Hebringsmebreakfast.Doesthatount?”

Celiaokedherheadandpursedherlipswhileshetappedherhinwithherindexfinger.“Yes,”shefinallysaid.“Isheagoodfriend?”

Draopaused,gazingatherthoughtfully.“Ithinkheouldbe,”hesaidquietly.

“Oh,whatisthat?”Celiasquealed.Draolookedoverhisshoulder,grinningwhenhesawLunaholdingagiantplushtoy.

“Iguessyou’llbelearningaboutuniornstoday.”

Carefully,heletthesquirminghilddownagain.Hiseyesfollowedhermovementsassheimmediatelydartedintothessroom.

“OhDrao,thispeiswonderful,”Lunasaid.“Andtheteahersaresonie!TheysaidIouldgiveitago.”

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