“Potter!Potter!!”
DraoknewhewastoofrantiasherossedPotter’slivingroom,butheouldn’thelpit.Hedidn’twantanotherminutetogobywithPotterbeingself-destrutive.
“Potter!”
Wherethebloodyhellwashe?Washenotathome?Draobargedintothekithen,onlytofinditempty.Hestompedbakintothehallway,frowningatthebathroomdoor.Itwasajar,buttheroomwasdark.Thatonlyleft…hisbedroom.
Withouthesitation,Draobeganbangingagainstthedoor.
“Potter!”
Lettinghisimpatienegetthebetterofhim,hethrewitopenandmarhedinside.
“What—What—Drao?”
“Potter.”Draogavehisdisheveledhairanddroopyeyesadisapprovinglook.“Whatareyoudoinginbed?It’sthemiddleoftheday.”
Potterseemeddoubtfulifhewasreallyawake.Heshookhisheadseveraltimes,untilheseemedonvinedDraowasreallystandinginhisbedroom.“Mindyourownbusiness,”hesaid,defensively.“Whatthehellareyouevendoinghere?”
“Ifyoudidn’twantmehere,youwouldhaveputthewardsbakup.”
“Youmadeitprettylear—Ugh,youknowwhat,no.”Drao’sheartsankatthetorturedexpressiononhisfae.“Ifyouamehereforanotherfight,soyouanauseme—”
“I’msorry,”Draoblurted.Eventhoughhehadusedthosetwowordsmoreinthestfouryearsthaneverbeforeinhislife,theystillfeltfnonhistongue.HewathedarefullyasPotter’sfaewentbnk.
“You—What?”Hestraightenedhimself,onehandslowlylosingintoafistontheduvet.“Whatexatlyareyousorryfor?”
“I—”Draohadnoideawheretobegin.ItwasmorethanobviousPotterhadtroubletalkingaboutit.HehadtoldDraosomuhabouthimself,abouthisthoughtsandfears,buthehadnevermentionedwhatLunahadtoldhim.“Ihadnoideawhatyouweregoingthrough,”hesaidquietly.
TheeffetthesewordshadonPotterwasinstantaneous.Apprehensionloudedhisfeaturesashismuslesvisiblylenhed.“Whatareyoutalkingabout?”heasked,histonewary.
“Don’tgetmad,”Draosaid,raisinghishands.“Shedidn’twanttotellmeatfirst.Shesaidyou’retheoneIshouldbetalking—”
“She,who?”
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