and also, he was a alfoy and alfoy’s don’t run away, no atter how uh they ay want to
“of ” he akes hiself sile, but harry jt rolls his eyes and duks down for one ore kiss “it’ll be fun”
you really were the perfet son, whehese drao thought sourly, eveher i harry had put around his shuide hi through the rowd they had said hi to everyone ahe waitstaff that tihe ohe boy who lived, and now harry was draggih iowards rohe perfet heir, the perfet alfoy, the reator ay you ould have beehi
≈rips, jt a little stuble e of soone’s dress robes, but harry’s ar was around hi a fall, jt felt the tighteng ers around his waist, a silehey were this together
“drao!” herione ed hi a hug so tight that it k of his ngs, and drao fouh a outhful of bhy hair he ould see ron fro over her shg at harry exasperatedly te piled high with ookies “i didn’t thk y!”
“of ourse i a!” drao pried herself off with so diffiulty ao harry, who was a bit ore pratied at sufferg thrs “you thk i would iss this?”
≈he, rs “she’s beehis all day” he has his voie lowered to utter drao’s ear, apparehat they’ve o to a oil herios a grip “i jt hope she doesn’t freak whehere”
“you kiddg? she’ll be fe” he she ookies off the pte jt to test the bouhe a good sign whee with his reah “e that she doesn’t sneak ihg about spew”
rohen pped a hand on his shoulder “don’t give her any ideas”
≈ was great, drao adds, slightly alr, like this little piee of oion was all it took to snap his sk bak i hi s feel as if he was too big for his body his father would not have beealk to people like that, as if they were friends his father would never have knowhey were beae he was blded by his own bigotry he was great and he did horrible thgs and he ade people bow down to hi beae the oion was to die and hewas to be loved, not really sotis bei the best thg, if the only ories you leave behd are sars
≈iween gee and harry, o tables away fro herios alled up to the podiu by kiee to reah out a hand to her she paes jt loo hold on, long enough for three squeezes, their little sighihat they will figure everythg out
(it had started bak with the potions, when herione would get to frtrated with not knog the a she seed ready to throw it all out the dow a all her potions burn to nothg but a ati heap drao hadn’t known what to say, but he had ko do this it’s be, ever se)
“y to be great” drao whispers, iakes for those three pulses to travel fro hi to her, ohree, as go, libio stahe ih a sense ht would be hard to iss, even though he had issed it for seve’s easy to see hen you’re blie
≈arg at her like everyohey’re all wathih rapt attention, but drao is lookg around at everyohe other tables, so he an tell her who ughed whe joke the openg (he helped her o up with it it took the three hours her of the were that funny) and if anyone ried whealked about those she had lost she had been at his hoe (harry’s hoe? he an probably say it’s his hoe) until after idnight st night, pratig the way she enuniated every word ai effet held eah phrase, akg sure she ko pae for eye ontat they had even ade up a bunh of signals five her, should he be eople lookg onfed, for her to koo loud or too quiet, too fast or too slow
≈eni hy he sees it before anyone else does
how the eerg opao lt away to the shadows wheed, but there was still oheir uowards the front of the roand was glg fro his fihough they had beeheir wands at the door for what they id to be seurity asures how even as herioill speakg and the rowd was still wathg, the handelier above her started to sway, jt a bit, enough to send sattergoff the rystals ahe faes of those wathg
≈he beas of light athes heriohe eyes, bright enough that she loses her fo and half raises her hand to blok it it’s the o aies it at all, and there is an awful sehe way drao an hear r for heriohe way and how the handelier was fallg, fallg, fallg down to her, and she wouldof the way i was jt like that night at the anor only there was no dobby to save her now
there was o save her, atually ron was too far away, aheir wands, and eve lose enough tht off guard, he others had eveo ove ye