(though after that disaster of the dihe dursleys, drao’s pretty sure he would if he ould)
turns out, though, that drao did ihat when the people fro the old da start shog up his livg rny, herione, deahrough the door, how are you, as, tryhi die too bite his lip to keep his oo hiself i wasn’t anythg that harry hadn’t done a illio ihis was hi gog to fae dowy bloodthirsty peopleand no they were still jt all kids, vigiryg to take down people whog to pull their punhes
“you’re ool if na rashes here with yny shouts the question at hi fro out the hallokg her head around the doorway, and drao jups he’d been too by wathg harry to notie
≈ that it sou was atually a questioy sure that if he said no gny would give hi a bk eye and na would end up waiti here, anyways “that’s fe pany’ll be nie”
and it will be he knows fro the war that he doeso bei behd, and when harry had shrugged off his half-hearted offer of help, drao one lo pag the hallways for harry’s return
“i told you it would be fe” harry os up fro behd hi out of nowhere, ao the hand he had ped on his shoulder “drao will keep an eye on her”
“i’d rather keep an eye on you” he’d proised hiself he wouldn’t do it, beae harry does hi belong to hi, and anyways, savg the day is as uh a part of harry as his lightng bolt sar self sarifig tende ohose thgs you have to put up with if you pnfor hi “’t you let soo?”
≈ say haven’t you done enough, whih is what he’d been thkg se harry first a he was gog to be goihese people fish what dubledore had started, and all that
“i’ gog to be fe” harry’s got his hand ed around drao’s he fae to fae with oweehks of hood bye sene herih oes earlier and steps away “it’s i”
“it’s wed on his hands, tryg to keep harry’s attention foed on hi “this ti they’ve got nothg to lose”
a none of you-know-who’s old supporters do, they’re jt on the rury and tryg taihe power they ed to have for the, they’re o ao fis the w their o to azkaban drao’s got a feelg they would rather it be the first hoie, and they wouldn’t d urderio do it
“i’ gog to be fe” harry’s eyes searh aross his fae, and drao looks away, not wantg to hi to see how worried he is “i proise”
don’t ake proises you ahks, and theake what reassura
“it’s a bunhrebels,” gny said, silg softly at drao she’s probably had to be the girl left behioo any tis, aly how this feels “we’ll be bak by idnight”
bak by idnight
what a bunh of bloody liars
drao believes the at first, beae na had told hi that gi and that these thgs no very quikly, so he sits beside her ao her dro the hanges she’s akg to the quibbler (whih, without her father’s i the load of horseshit it ed to be), starihe whole ti he wathes the ute hand, ahe hets loser awelve o’lok
awelve os, and harry does not one os, and harry does y, and o look ard at the feroity he hile pag around the roo
“they’re gog to be bak, you know” irely al draet the sallest of spiions that it was hi that he opany, nny had knowed wheo be o hi “thgs o up”
“thgs?” he rouendg to bully her over sothg that was like he ed to, but theakes ig fae and wide eyes and an’t brio do it, whih is a sha it would have ade hi feel better “what thily?”
na shrugs “people don’t always like to ooperate when they’re beied for urder” whih, okay, fair, but not a good eion, beae drao was still onotg iages of harry bleedg out on the ground sowhere aio tell hi good bye, or srateful he was that harry stood up that day at the istry but then na yanks hi away fro his worry entirely by suggestg they ake a ake
“why the bloody hell would we ake a ake?”
≈ares at her for the ost part, drao has beo ed to the idea that see thi everyone else does, but he didn’t see how ookg would iprove the situation
“gny’s always huhese sorts of thgs” she waved her hand the air, like these sorts of thgs liated and worriso as a o a day quiddith pratie “i thk it’s a hht”
drao ss to stare at her, ahat aybe he doesn’t want to turn her loose his spotless kithen and also that aybe he doesn’t want to jt keep sittg here all by hiself
“yeah, alright” he heaves hiself off the ouh “but i pik the frostg”
when harry does fally stuble the door, drao’s so au