“not that bad!” ron threw hiself bak down onto the ouh “you ould have died, ate”
“do you know,” harry said, teeth gritted, eyes losed, aybe beae of the pa, aybe hopg for patiene “how any tis you’ve said those exat words to ?”
“but this ti you ould have died beae of pure stubbornness!” herione said, and her hair was flyg out arou had beerified, she was so frazzled “you ould have died, and all beae you hado sleep a it was a good idea to !” she k down on the ground front of hi, took his hands her own “i know it’s hard harry” drao wao look away, beae this was suh an obvioly private oween this faily he wouldof “we’re all havi you a be fe none of , and i an none of , are fe, harry you o ask for help”
“i an ask for help!” harry protests, pullg his hands out of hers “drao akes a sleepg pht!”
drao had thought that the yellg had bee it’s not until harry he sleepg potion that all hell really broke loose
drao ahe reaso, holy sleepg pero thgs to py with, norally, beae they an ru both your physial aal health, ake you opletely depe oion, rui a noral sleepihere would be no ovg forward if harry was turng to a sleepg pht but that ohe regur way to ake it, not to how drao akes it, whih, if he was right, would have no ill side effets at all, sh ter
and he was very rarely wrong about his potions
not that that sees to atter to ahks, a really thk anythg at all, beae ron was o and og trabbg by the ar and hurlg hi bakwards, bak to the wall, where there would be no esape
“you ake hi ohht, huh?” he asks, ahiihese hands and these eyes drao had e aie how big ron was bak at hogwarts, but that was bak when he had d g hi every hour of the day and his father’s reputation to hide behd noihe wall, t over hi, keepih a forear aross his throat there was et hi now ( harry, anyways, a any positioryg to be helpful?”
“it’s additive!” herio, and her voie was e a she always had beeo ake ry theurned on hi, a see weak anyore, she seed terrifyg “how ould you let hi do this?”
after all he’s done for you, drao heard, ahen that that’s goihe li follows hi arou of his life, this guilt that os with every heartbeat, the debt that staks up with eah seoays here he tries not to look at harry, but thehe sight akes hi want to sk to his knees ao take hi away, to send hi to the istry, to stik hi azkaba of his life if that’s rotet hi beae drao will ruiually the end, he ruihg
“it’s not,” he roaks out stead, lookg past the all at gny, beae gny was safe, gny was strong “not that way that i ake it”
≈o shok the all, even roo do that “that’s ipossible” herione says, fatly, but she looks ied too “you would have had to fd your way around a doze least it would be revotionary”
≈ believe hi, but she wants to that roble with everyohis roo: they always wahe best people
drao shoves ron away and stands straight, tries to ake hiself look what he believed a alfoy should be, beae this, at least, is sothg he knows “wath ”
harry
≈ hogwarts, there were tis when harry had to adit that drao was sart he was very good at agi, espeially transfiguration, and even as uh as he despised she favoritis he showed drao, even harry ould see that the praise wasn’t always unjtified
“is he atually right?” he asks, wathg as drao talked uttered voies with gee and herione, goies and expihe soke fro the auldron fillihen roo report bak to the auror departnt about harry’s ondition, but other than that, no one seed very ohe ’s i ahis was learly sothg iportahig, and gee and herione a up the raze of aadei ahievent that harry had always assoiated with herioudyg habits
“i don’t know” na ed over the table, wathg it all with ight be i but ould easily jt her starg off to spae “i never was uh good at potions”
“yeah, well” harry doeshk about potiora of thought he would rather stay away fro “ either”
but learly drao was harry liked to wath hi do this, beae it was ois that he looked like the boy he was before the war, the ohought the ground that he walked on was ade fro gold ahough harry had drao nearly as uh as this was, there was a ertaio hi, a har, a onfidene (a wholeness, an noene, a was o see shg through
≈iful, harry thought, ahough he phed the thought away as soo li was the truth, the way he looked, with the sleeves of his shirt rolled bak up