“they’rebothtrue,potter.don’tbesosensitiveoverit.”

he’sdefinitelyhappy.damnpotter.“worriedthatpoorlittledraowentbonkersandwanderedoffintothke?”

“so,”potterirritablyutsoff,probablybeauseiftheyontinuetalkingaboutthis,theyaregoingtohaveanotherargument.“that’showifoundyou.”

draolooksattheareabelledgreathall.it’sempty,asexpeted.hedoesn’tknowwhattimeitis,butit’sprobablyalreadyafterurfew.hethinksabouttheabsurdityofpottereatingdinner,realizingthathe’snotthere,andgoingoutofhiswaytohekthisridiulousmapofhisjusttolookforhim.

“well,it’soneofthepesthatisn’tshownonthemap,soitookahunh.”

“yes,malfoy,isitthatweirdofmetoworryaboutyou?nowstoptryingtopissmeoff,i’mtryingtohaveaiviloionhere.”

ontinuingtheiroion.“ihekedthemapanddidn’tseeyouanywhere.”

draolearshisthroatloudly.hehopesthedarkisdoingitsjobhisburningfae.“alright,soyoudidn’tseemeinthemap,andassumedthatiwasintheforest?”

draohuffsinreply.heshakeshishead,stillinredulous,butthatmov

he’snotmad.potter’smad.hethinksofallthethingsthatouldhavehappened,allthewaysthatthisdayouldhavegonehorriblywrong.“merlin,potter,youmeantotellmeialmostgotthesaviourofthewizardingworldrippedapartbywolvesbeausehewasstupidenoughtoomeafteranex-deatheateronahunh?”

potter’sheeksarepink.“shutup,iwasworried.”

potter’sfrowningagain.“stopallingmethat.stopallingyourselfthat.”

draolooksathimdisbelievingly.“youwenttotheforbiddenforestonahunh?”

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heblinks,triestostophimselffromfeelinghappyaboutit.“otherpeoplemightallthisstalking,”hesaysinstead.

pottershrugs.“it’snotthefirsttimei’vebeentotheforest.andyoudidn’tmanagetogetveryfar.”