chapter 7
drao
“e on,” harry had said he was tuggg on drao’s hand, hair still ssy fro sleep and a sile pyg over his fae “it’ll be fun”
drao didn’t wa want to beae harry was akg hi go outside, and to diagon alley no less, where he wnized, where people would stare and utter and snarl awful thiheir hands and aybe everippi his feet, and he would be with harry, and if harry saw all that he would realize what an awful istake he had ade, what kd of person he had io his ho—but harry was silg down at hi and touhg hi and drao is quikly losg his ability to say no to thgs when harry is lookg at hi like that, so he throws the b off of hi (i don’t sleep very well, herione said whe a bundle of be to his hands, so i thought i’d ake you ooo) ao his feet
“alright,” he had said, even though the thought of steppg foot outside this hoe akes his stoah url on itself, and harry’s sile gets bigger “i’ll go, you bastard”
there was no bite his words, and o hours ter he found hiself walkg through the leaky , listeng to harry say hi to old to, who despite everyone who had been lost i few years, utterg around his bar and hurng out pots of watery offee when they walk out to the alley, drao has to squt agast the sudden burst of sunlight, and rowds to harry without notig it
“alright?”
drao kh to really say it, that if drao truly wasn’t alright, they would turn around and apparate ho a, and harry would spend his day off like he had speher day off but suddenly, drao wah this alleyway and squeeze his way through the other shoppers with seoed to be a free an who didn’t feel like he o be has ahe only way to do it is to fae thihis head on
and besides, harry was with hi it’s hg was gog to happen when harry was with hi
drao takes a deep breath, fores hiself to be the oake the first step to the rowd, even if he does searh behd hi and keep his fiouhg harry’s wrist, like harry was a life buoy and he would drow go for even a seond
“alright” and it was
≈o the apotheary first that was the whole poirip, beae he and herione needed s for their experints, and when drao had given harry the list, he had looked fatly ebarrassed and the he had o look for
“you really like this stuff, huh?” harry was sittg up oer, beae the girl behier was friends with hi and deided she ould take a break while he was the shop (not like anyone’s gog to try anythg with you here, eh, harry?) so it was jt the o of the drao ouldn’t iagis harry beio lib up on ounters and pik up ites that he had no iion of buyg jt te at what was side shool harry had been uh less iposg, but aybe this one had grown to his sk a bit ore
“i do” he had a full basket beside hi, full of odd bits of this and that “it was always…soothg i guess”
“and yood at it” harry offers, and his gaze was fixed on draoog so sudden that drao duked arou of shelves to break it “you always did like beg good at thgs”
“that art of it” for a ht they were g along the edge of sothg gero and thought about pyg along,this ont ihiely different and he ould have, god knows he’d do his throat seed to dry up and the words would he holds up the basket to break the tension, stead, f a friendly sile on his fae “you want anythg?”
harry startled, jupg evehe irl (hahe bak, the bell oklg i was o know that drao wasn’t the ohe tension the air “hed the bak of his nek, ruffled his hair so it fell down over his sar he was due for a hairut soon “not fro here”
they bouore to store, after that, fro the book store to the deli to even dukg to b and burkes for so reason (drao had the sneakg spiion that harry was either tryg to i isso detetive work while drao’s bak was turil fally ndih supply store
“i want a new broo” harry said, runng his fihe hahe ohe anager had left for the to spet, eyes g drao figured this is what he t have looked like bak iheary shop “deserve it, after st year, huh?”
≈” drao waso livg with soone like harry, a person who had felt what it was to o onserve oney drao’s hoe, if you saw sothg you wanted, you got it, (eve wasn’t oary) “e so of your prophet oney”
≈rials after the war entered arou aories they had been pri was as if they had turhe whole buildg upside down and shook it, ued editors and writers had fallen out, fired and without ao turn tot a lot of reparatiohe thgs they had pri hi his fifth year
harry looked tepted for a ont, but the bak and looked around for the anager, who he either wao say good bye to or thank he’s alolite to the people ould i fly it, anyways?” but theurng bak to it aga, so