Holy?Draohadnofukinglue.Theonlythingheknewwas,hishearthadneverfeltthisfull;neverhadhebeenalmostmovedtotearsbythesimpliityofspokenwords.

Potter’sfingerswerestilltwistedinhishair,histhumbstrokinghisforehead.Fearinghe’dbetoohokedupifhewaitedanylonger,DraoleanedforwardandapturedPotter’slipswithhis.

Itwasstrange,howdifferentkissingPotterfeltinthatmoment;asthoughallthesedifferentkindsofemotionsrushingthroughhimhadsuddenlyfoundawayoutofhisbody.Theywerealmosttangibleonhisskin.Andonhislips,heouldalmosttastethesweetnessofPotter’swords.Itwasoverwhelming.Almosttoooverwhelming.

Heslowlypulledbak,drinkinginPotter’ssoftexpressionandthewarmthinhiseyes.

“Kindofparadoxial,isn’tit,”Draosaid,knowinghewasabouttoruinthemoment,“thatyouantellmesomethinglikethatandyetnotbelievemewhenItellyouthesame.”

“Doyou?”Potterimmediatelyasked.“Feelthesame?”

Andthereitwas.Thequestionofallquestions.ThemomentDraohadbeentryingtoavoidforMerlinknowshowlong.Therevetionhefinallyfeltreadyfor.Kindof.Notreally.Hewasaqueasymesstobeho.But,hesupposed,sinetheywerealreadybeingdisgustinglysealandall…

“DoyourememberthethirdtaskoftheTriwizardTourinfourthyear?”heasked,wathingasPotter’sfaeturnedfromanxioustoonfused.

“Um…yes?”

“WhenIsawyouwalkintothatmaze,Ihadastrangefeeling.Iouldn’tputmyfingeronitatthetime,itwasjust…myguttellingmesomething,Iguess,”Draomurmured.“Andthenyouamebak…withDiggory’sbody.”HeheardPotterinhalesharply.“Itmademethink…Yououldhavediedthatday.”Hepaused,tryingtogatheruptheetosaythewordswithoutsoundinglikehewasbeinghasedbyaDementor.“That…wasthefirsttimeIrealisedIhadfeelingsforyou.”

Potter’smouthfellopenandhelookedlikehewasgoingtosaysomething,whihDraohosetoignore.

“Andthenyoustarteddatingg,”hesoffed.“IwantedtosnapyournekwhenIfoundoutyouweredatingher.Itwas—”Hebithislip.Couldhereallydothis?Hewasalreadyfeelingoverwhelmed.HesearhedPotter’sfaeforanyindiationheshouldstoptalking.Hisdarkskinlookedashenandhewasobviouslyshoked.Ifanything,itenedDraotokeepgoing.“Andwhen—whenyoustarteddatingWeasley—”Hegulped.HehadneverintendedtotellPotteranyofthis.Maybeitwaspointless.Butmaybe,itwasexatlywhatPotterneededtohear.“WhenyoustarteddatingWeasley,Ihatedyousomuh.Iouldn’torateon—onwhatIwassupposedtodo.Butitalsomademerekless,beause—beauseIknewI’dnevergetwhatIwanted.Itdidn’tmatteranyway.TheDarkLordwasabouttokillme,sowhatwasthepointinhoping?”Heletoutahumourlessughandshookhishead.“Andthen,youdefeatedhim.”HelookedPotterstraightintheeyewithoutblinking.“Youdefeatedhim,givingeveryoneaseondhaneforhappiness.Exeptme.”Heknewhewasn’tbeingfair,butthiswashowhehadfeltbakthen.“Itriedtoavoidyouasmuhaspossible,butyou’resobloodystubbornandkepttryingtotalktome.Ijustouldn’thandleit.”

PotterlookedasthoughDraohadjustpunhedhim.Heopenedhismouth,butbeforeheouldspeak,Draoraisedhishand.

“IsweartoMerlin,Potter,ifyouinterruptmenow—”Hetookanotherdeepbreath.“Idon’tthinkIansaywhatI—”Hequiklylookedsideways,everymusleinhisbodytense.Forone,Potterseemedtobedoingashewastold,stayingsilent.Drumminghisfingersagainsthisthigh,Draobraedhimselfforthemostdiffiultpartyet.“Ididn’tthinkitwaspossible,thatyououldlikemelikethat.Ever.AstoriaandI,we’vebeenfriendsforyears.Andeventhoughwearen’tinvolvedromantially,wedeidedgettingmarriedwasthebestoptionwehad.Herfamilywaspressuringhertofindahusbandandsettledown,andeventhoughmymotherdidnosuhthing,itwasverymuhimpliedshewaswaitingforanheir.Everythingwasgoingasitwassupposedto…untilyoustumbledintomylifeagain.”Herubbedhisfiipsagainsthisforeheadasifthatwouldhelphimthink.“Itwasdifferentthanithadbeeninshool.Everythingwassuddenly…intensified.InevertoldAstoriahowIfeltaboutyou,but,funnilyenough,shealreadyknewwhenItoldherIwantedtoalloffthee.IguessitwasmoreobviousthanIthought.”

Thefollowingsilenewaspregnantwithmeaning.DidPotteralreadyknowwherehewasgoingwiththis?Washestilltryingtofigureitout?

“Um,anIsaysomething?”Potteraskedquietly.Withoutlookingathim,Draonodded.“Whydidn’tyoutellmeanyofthisbefore?”

Draoarhedaninredulouseyebrow.“Forveryobviousreasons,Potter.LikeIsaid,Ineverthoughtyouwouldlikemelikethat,sowhatwasthepoint?”Itwasalmostphysiallypainfultosaythesewordsoutloud.Hispridewasbegginghimtostop.ButifhispridewasthepriehehadtopaytogetPottertofinallyseewhatadikheadhewasbeing,thensoitshallbe.“Ifinallyrealisedhowmyhoiewouldaffetallthelivesofthepeopleinvolved,howunfairitwouldbe.IwouldrobAstoriaofthehanetofindtruehappiness,withsomeonewhotrulywantedtobewithher.TherewasatimewhenIthoughtwemightometoloveeahother,but…thatwouldhaveneverhappened.Beause—”Heballedhishandsintofists,tryingtostopthemfromshaking.Damnit!Itfeltlikehewasholdinghisheartinhishands,ittoPotter,hopinghewouldn’trushit.

“Beause?”Potterehoed.

Draolosedhiseyes,hishearthammeringsoviolentlyinhishest,hethoughtitwasgoingtoburst.“Beause—BeauseI’malrea

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