“Butit’spratiallysuiide,”Harrysays.“TheHealers—Imean,that’swhateveryonesaystheHealerstoldyou.”
“There’snootherway.”Draodropshisquillindisgustontotheground.“We’vebeentryingfordays,andthere’snothing.”
“Thereisanotherway,”Harrysays.
Draofrownsathim.
“What?HasGrangerfoundsomething?”
“No,”saysHarry.“Thepersonyou’reinlovewith.Youhavetotellthem.”
Drao’sfaehangesompletely.TheopennessHarryhadbeomeaustomedto,withoutevenrealizing,vanishes.DraobeomesMalfoyagain,hisfaeallhardangles,hiseyesmoresteelthansilver.
“Yourignoraneastoundsme,Potter,”hesays,enuniatingeahwordverylearly.“Iamlooking,inaseyou’vefotten,forasolution,notawaytodiefaster.”
“Ifyouonfess,atleastyou’llknowforsure.Maybetheyloveyoubak,ormaybethey’reatleastwillingtotry,”Harrysays,desperately.“Ifnot—Iknowtherejetionwillmakeyousiker,butthenyouangoaheadwiththeoperationlikeyoupnned.You’dbenoworseoffthanbefore.”
“Oh,it’sthateasy,isit?”Draosnaps,faereddeningdramatially.“I’malreadyinpain,sowhat’salittlemore?”
“That’snotwhatI—”
Draoutshimoff.Hisexpressionhastransformedintowide-eyedhorror;somethingnewandawfulhasevidentlyourredtohim.
“Didsomeonesaysomethingtoyou?”Draodemands.
“What?”Harryasks,bewildered.
“Isthatwhyyou’retellingmeto—?”Draoutshimselfoff.“Beauseyouknowwhoitisandyougetsomesortofsikpleasureoutofwathingmeembarrassmyself—”
“Howanyouthinkthat?”Harryasks,tryingtosoundrighteouslyangrybutknowinghejustsoundswounded.Beausethat’showhefeels.“I’vebeentryingtohelpyou.I’vespentallthistime—”
“Oh,yes,heavensforbidwewastePotter’spreioustime,”Draosneers.“Ididn’taskyoutodothis.Ididn’taskforyourhelp.You’rethestpersonIeverwouldhavegoneto.”
Harrygrabsblindlyatthestrapofhisbagandshootstohisfeet.
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