“Headmistress,”Draosaidsoftly.“He’s—”HegnedatPotter,hishearttwisting.“He’sbeenhavingareallyhardtimewiththis.”

SurprisefshedarossMGonagall’sfeatures.HereyesrestedonPotterasherexpressionslowlysoftened.“Potter,Ithinkyoumisuood.”Atthat,Potter’seyessnappeduptohers.“WhenIpromisedyoutohelpyoubeomeanAuror,itwasapromisetohelpyoufulfillyourdreams.Dreamshange.There’snothingwrongwiththat.”

Eventhoughthewordsweren’tdiretedathim,Draofeltwarmthspreadthroughhishestandatinglingsensationinhisfingers.IttookhimamomenttorealisethatthetinglingwasatuallyomingfromPotter.Itwashismagi.

“Youdefeatedthegreatestevilourworldeverhadtofae.Youarriedthatburdenforalmost18years.Ifanyonedeservestodowhateverthehelltheywant,it’syou.”

Draoalmostburstoutughing.HeloveditwhenMGonagallswore.

“AndI’llpromiseyouagain,I’lldoeverythinginmypowertohelpyoudoit.”

“Headmistress…”

DraoouldfeelthedisbeliefandgratituderadiatingfromPotter;hewonderedifPotterevenrealisedwhathismagiwasdoingrightnow,seepingintoDrao.Itfeltsointimate.

“Thequestionis,whatdoyouwanttodo?”MGonagallasked.

“Ihaveabsolutelynoidea,”Potteranswered,soundingashamed.

“Notevenone?”

“Well,Iguessitwouldbenietobehelpingpeople.”

IfDraohadn’tbeensodistratedbythesensationofPotter’smagi,hewouldhaverolledhiseyes.OfoursePotterwantedtodediatehistimetootherpeople.

MGonagallnodded,restingherforearmsonherdeskandiwiningherfingers.

“Itseemstomethere’safairlyeasyandobvioussolutionforthat,”shesaid.

“What?”Potterblinked.“Thereis?”

“Ofourse!Whydon’tyoujustjoinMalfoyin—”

“Headmistress,”Draointerruptedher.

“What?Oh.Youhaven’ttoldhim?”

“Toldmewhat?”Pottersaid,lookingonfused.

Shit.DraohadtoldMGonagalltheirarrashouldbekeptaseretunderallirumstanes.Shewasthestpersonhehadexpetedtobbhisseret.

“Whatisit?”Potterpressed.

“I’msorry,”MGonagalltoldDrao,“Ithoughtyoutwo…”TherestoftheunspokensentenehadDrao’smindspinning.SheobviouslythoughttheywereloseenoughforDraotosharehisseretwithPotter.

“Ugh,justtellhim,”Draosighed.Hedidn’twanttoexpinithimself.

“Verywell,”MGonagallsaid.“Abouttwoyearsago,Mr.Malfoyapproahedmewithanidea.”

“Whatkindofidea?”

“Aninfantshool.”

“What?”Potter’sheadwhippedaroundtostareatDrao.“Thatshoolwasyouridea?”

“Ah,soyoudoknowaboutit.”

“Hetookmethere,”PottermurmuredwithouttakinghiseyesoffDrao.“ButIdidn’tknow…”

“Well,hewasratherpersuasive,”MGonagallsaidwiththetihintofasmile.“Howdidyouputit?‘Wedon’tneedanotherlunatiwhowantstotakeovertheworldbeausehethinkshe’sbetterthaneveryone.’”

Draosnorted.“It’strue,isn’tit?”

“Whatonvinedmemost,”MGonagallontinued,“waswhatyousaidaboutwizardinghildrenbeingunitedbeforetheyomehere.Whiledividingthemintohousesisn’tmeanttobepittingthemagainsteahother,Ian’tdenyit’sanaturalourse,espeiallywithGryffindorsandSlytherins.”Hermouthurvedupwards.“Butit’snietoseethatanturnoutwell.”

Draooughed,feelingheatrushtohisheeks.

“Oh,beforeIfet,”MGonagallsaid,“ProfessorFlitwikwantedtogiveyousomedoumentsonspellwork.Hewasgoingtoowlittoyou,butsineyou’rehere…”Shegotoutofherseat.“I’llberightbak.”

DraoouldtellPotterwasdyingtotalktohim,buthewaiteduntilMGonagallhadlosedthedoorbehindher.

“Areyoufukingserious?”heblurted.

Draotriedtokeephisfaeimpassive.“What?”

“Youdon’tjustvolunteeratthatshool!Itwasyouridea?It’syourshool?”

“NobodyknowsaboutthisPotter,aboutmyinvolvementatleast.PansyandBiseknow,oh,andLuna,butImadethemswearnottotellanybody.”

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