ThekneazleputitspawsonLuna’skneeandstaredupather.
“I’msureheknewyoudidn’thatehim,”LunapetBertie’shead.“Wealwayssaythingswedon’tmeanwhenwe’reangry,”shelookedupatPansy,“orsared.”
Luna’swordshitPansylikeagustofpainfulfiveness,andthefloodgatesthathadbeenholdingbakallhershameandguiltsinetheendoftheWaropened.Shebrokedown,anditwasinfrontofLoonyLovegoodandthesoulofhergoddaughtertrappedinakneazle,forSazar’ssake.Thethoughtofitmadeherughforabriefmomentbetweenthetearsandthesobs.Itwasfreeing.Pansyrealizedshe’dbeenarryingtoomuhofthepastinsideher.Ithadbeenweighingherdown,distratingherfromthethingsthatreallymattered.Crityfeltlikeflying.
Bythetimeshe’dolletedherself,she’dfiguredouthowtheyweregoingtogetBertriebakinherownbody.Neverdowhattheyexpet.Itwasherownadvie,andshepnnedonfollowingit.
“Feelbetter?”Lunafinallyasked.She’durleduponthesofawithoneofLongbottom’sbooks,Bertiesnuggledupinherp.
Pansywipedherfae.“Yes,”shenodded.“AndI’vehadathought.What’sthebestwaytoathTinselGnats?”
DraoonvinedHarrytoapparatewithhimtoMarwanZivantus’homeintheoutskirtsofEdinburgh.Herealizedhe’dstartedthinkingofhimasjustHarry,andsupposeditmightbeasymptomofthetimetravel.Ormaybeasymptomofhavinghimpressedlose.Ormaybe—itwas“Drao.”
“Potter,”Draodistratedhimself.“Whenareyougoingtotakeoffthatridiulousoat?”
Theothermanfurrowedhisbrow,“Ithoughtyousaidpurplewasmyolor.”
Draosmiled,andthenPottersmiledtoo.Good,hethought.ItwasbaktoPotter.“Ididn’twantyoutobeembarrassed.”
“Youronernwarmsmyheart,”Pottersaidastheywalkedtowardthergegothihomedowntheprivate,wardedne.“Malfoy,”PotterpointedtothedarkgssesonDrao’sfae,“what’swiththesungsses?”
“It’spartofmydisguise.”Draowassuddenlyawashwithaflurryofdifferentemotions,butmostofall,hefeltguiltyfornottellingPotterthingswhihmightbeimportant.Draodidn’tknowhowtoexpintheurse,orhowithadsuddenlymagnifiedtenfoldsinethey’dgonebakintime.Insteadoflinearthreads,theyextendedoutwardsinalldiretions,oingthetwoofthemtoountlesspeopleandpesarosstheirentirelifespans.
“It’sthemiddleofthenight.”
“So?”Draoquestioned.Thesungsseshelpedalleviatethesightofthethreadswhentheywentbright.Speifially,thethreadsbetweenthem,andafewofthethreadshewasfollowingtoMarwan’shouse.“That’snotstoppingyoufromparadingaboutinCelestinaWarbek’srejetedwardrobe.”
“Nevermind,Malfoy.Ifyouansee,byallmeans,leavethemon.”
“OfourseIansee!”
“Ididn’tsayyououldn’tsee,Iwasjustimplyingyoudon’tneedadisguise,espeiallysineZivantusalreadyknowswhoyouare.”
Aool,smoothvoiesaidfrombehindthem,“Doeshe,though?”
“Helga,Sazar,Rowena,andGodri!”Draojumpedsohighhethoughtforamomenthe’daidentallyativatedtheTimepiee.Whenhendedandwhirledaround,MarwanZivantusstaredbakathim,deephoneyeyesandatremendoussowlvisibleeveninthemplitneandwithDrao’ssungsses.Theman’swandwasraisedandhehadaCapture-Allinhisotherhand.“Marwan—”
“Havewemet?”heinterrupted.
Draogulped.“We—”hegnedatPotterbeforeanswering.“Wehaven’tbeenintrodued.”DraolookedbakatMarwanandadded,“Yet.”
Zivantus’lefteyetwithed.“Isee.”Hestudiedthem.“You’reDraoMalfoy,”hesaidtoDrao.“Andyou’resneakingontomypropertywithHarryPotter.Hmm?”
“Yes,”Draonodded.“Thatdoessumitupsuintly.”
Theoldermanstudiedthetwoofthemforoveraminute.Draorealizedtheyprobablylookedabitridiulousintheiroutdated,stolenoatsfromtheloakroom,andhiminhissungsses.ZivantusseemedtoometoaonlusionthatDraoandHarrywereatleastredibleenoughtowarrantfurtherstudy.AsaformermemberoftheEleven,henodoubtexperienedoddmeetingsregurly.“Whydon’tyoutwoaompanymebaktomyhouseforadrink?”
GningatPotter,theyagreedandZivantusorderedthemtowalkinfrontofhimtherestoftheway.He’dbeentothehouseafewtimesafterMarwanhadhiredhim,butneveratnightandneverundersuhstressfulirumstanes.HeouldseethethreadsgettingstrongerbetweenhimandZivantus,thethreadsoinghimselfandalsotheonesextendingfromMarwantotheDraohewouldhireinafewdays’time.Sazar,notjustthesightofitgavehimaheadahe,butuandingwhathewasseeingwasboundtodrivehiminsane.Theyneededtogetwhattheyameforandthengobaktothefutureassoonaspossible.
DraothoughthefelthisbonesquakewhenMarwanwalkedtheminthroughthefoyer.Heouldn’timaginewhatsortofwardsthemanhadrequisitionedwhenhe’dbeenanativememberoftheIniquitousEleven,letalonethepreautionshewouldtakeafterfallingoutwiththeMinistry.Theyendedupinthemainsittingroomfurnishedwithafewsofas,armhairs,apianoforte,andawell-stokedoktailtrolley.Merlin,Draowouldkillforafirewhiskeysour.
“So,MisterMalfoy,ifyouwouldilluminatemeonwhy—”
“You’redead,”Draorushed,realizingtherewasnoreasontohidethetruthfromthemanwhoouldiablyjumptothefutureandfindouthimself.
Marwan’sfaeremainedunhanged.“Isee.”
“I’vetakenyourpeintheEleven.”Draolied.HehelduptheTimepieeandflippeditover,showingZivantustheengravednumbereightonthebak.
“Isee,”Zivantusrepeated.Heraisedabrow.“Andyou’rebreakingAr
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