drao flhes and looks away, outh urled doe lost the ha bak ie for friendship braelets ers
harry realls it, 11-year-old drao ahat he refed he blks, surprised at drao’s reation surprised that drao still rebers that ont and thks uh of it
drao sighs, snappg harry out of his thoughts “and besides, why would you even want to be friends with ?”
“rl knows why, you’re suh an irritatg git,” harry responds, iikg his sigh he pots his fork at drao “but i’ stayg, s to pik a fight with i don’t to narissa ed your outh”
drao raises a hi “i’ atually askg serio questions here you’re the one beg all defe”
harry fshes with sha, beae he knows that that’s exatly what he’s feelg right now he shoves a piee of toast his outh “sorry i jt want to do it, okay? isn’t that reason enough?”
≈hat drao gives hi tells hi that no, it is not enough drao still looks like he wants to ask aion, but the eakes the napk fro his pte and unfolds it on his p
“potter”
“h?”
“s eatg like a neahal y a ss”
harry sn his toast he grs “sorry, alfoy”
“potter,” drao says, three days ter breakfast and nh has both o ahis is the first ti drao has spoken today
harry looks up fro his book
drao peers at hi and then his b to ake se he’s seeis his head swallows it takes a while before he talks “what are you dog y hoe aga?”
“readg?”
drao blks, and his eyes lear he sags bak his wheelhair, as if tired fro the effort of og taihroat, swallows the dryness his voie away “rl, i thought they seo azkaban, her diually have the refi to read a potions book”
“i do ass y s this year, alfoy”
“i’ g on it”
“that’s why i asked narissa to let borrow your books”
drao’s eyes widehet yers off the”
harry rolls his eyes “why did i even worry about you? you see fe for sobody who jt spehs azkaban”
jt like that, there is a fsh of hurt drao’s fae “what did you expet? a—”
and then he’s gone
harry is stuarts to eat at hi, quik and sharp
“sorry,” he says, aions book tuked arefully away drao’s trunk
drao looks at the trunk, a hi iio start gettg shy on y thgs no on rl knows you he help you a”
“no, not jt for that”
“for what, then?”
“for what i said”
“you say a lot of idioti thgs”
“alfoy”
drao sighs, wavg his haired today like it took ore effort for hi to o bak “for the reord, i thk it’s safe to say we expeted the sa thg to happehat godforsaken pe”
harry rexes, now that he’s five reedes ihg less pierio be ho,” he replies, tryg to look wistful “i kied you’d beout”
drao gives hi a deadpa to azkaba a dayare enter”
harry shrugs, and the jly, akes hi sile
drao looks away fro it he swallows “i expeted you to be swig your horde of fans, l ivg out autographed posters of you holdg you-know- who’s severed head not skulkg around here y roo”
“would you like an autographed poster?”
that earns hi a startled ugh