Thereseemedtobeanemphasisonthewordeveryone,butHarrydecideditwasimagined.Still,thewordheldweight.
Hewasn’thonoringthelifetheyhadallowedhimbylosingtheirs.Hewaswallowing.Heknewhewaswallowing.Andtheworstpartofitallwasthatsomepartofhismindfeltthathecouldjustifyit.HeknewSiriuswouldn’twanthimtowallow.Hisparentswouldn’twanthimto,norwouldFred,norwouldTonksorLupin.Andshouldn’tthatbeenough?Butthenagain,whatwouldDracoMalfoywant?WouldheliketoseeHarrysulkingbecauseofhim?Perhapshewouldsmirkandsay“Ah,Potter,Ineverknewyoucared,”inthatinfuriatingbutsowellpracticedpatronizingtoneofhis.Andthen,whenHarrythoughtofmovingon,hecouldonlyimaginethewoundedlookonMalfoy’sface,theonethathewantedyoutothinkwaspretendbutwasreallymoreclosetothetruththanhecaredtoadmit.Andinaflatvoice,whichwasalwaysworsecomingfromMalfoy(hisaciditywascomforting),hewouldsay“Sosoon,Potter?Careful,orpeoplewillthinkyou’rehappyaboutit.”
Harrywastrying.HewastryingtoconvincehimselfthatMalfoywouldn’tcareatall.Anditwasn’tsosoon.Ithadnearlybeenfouryears.Everyone,evenMalfoy’sownmother,seemedtobefaringbetterthanHarry.
“Ifyoucouldtellme,”McGonagallinterruptedhisthought,“beforetheendofthisterm,Iwouldappreciateit.JustsoIcanfindareplacementshouldyourefuse,orsoyoucouldstartyourstudiesshouldyouaccept.Ibelievetherearestillsomelessonplansleftintheclassroomfrompreviousteachersshouldyouneedreference,althoughIwouldbegyoutorefrainfromusingtoomanyofLockhart’s.IknowLupinleftafew,aswell,whichIthinkIwouldencourage.”
Harrynodded,feelingabitoverwhelmed.
“IwasalsourgedbyHagridtoremindyouthathewouldbehappytoseeyouagain.Evenofferedtobakeyouabirthdaycakethisyearshouldyoubeonthegrounds,”McGonagalladded,andwiththistherewasagleamofmischiefinhereye.
Itwashalfpastoneinthemorning.Harryhadfallenintoaterriblesleeppattern,spendingmostofhistimealone,whichhefoundwaseasiertodowhennooneelsewasawaketobotherhim.Tonight,hefeltlikehewouldratherliketosleep,butithadbecomeanimpossibility.Hogwartshadalwaysbeenmoreofahometohimthananyotherplacehehadlived,evennow,havinglivedatGrimmauldPlaceforseveralyears.Buttheageoldphrase“youcannevergohomeagain”rangthroughhisheadattheprospectofreturning.Andintruth,hecouldn’t.Hewouldreturnthistimeasateacher,notastudent.Mostofthepeoplethatmadeithomeweregone,aswell.Dumbledorewouldnotbethere,outsideofhisportrait.NeitherwouldanyoftheWeasleys,orHermione,or—histrainofthoughtsputteredtoastop.OrDraco.HewasmildlyalarmedthatMalfoywasincludedinthelistofpeoplethatmadethecastleahome,asformostofhislifehehadregardedhimwiththesamedistasteashehadDudley,butevenmoreso,hewasstartledbytheworditself.Hehadthought“orDraco.”Fullstop.Period.Heknewformalitydidn’tmatterinhisownmind,buthehadneverbeenDracotoHarry.Harryhadneveronceeventhoughttorefertohimbyhisfirstname.Hewasn’tentirelysurehehadeverevensaiditaloudonitsown.
“Draco,”hewhispered,barelyanoise,yetalltooloudinhisquiethouse.Thewordfeltoddinhismouth.Hischesttightenedinexplicablyandhefoughttheurgetocry.Heshookhishead,tryingtoclearthefeeling.
Hecametoadecision.Hecouldnotbesatathome,alone,whisperingadeadboy’snameinhiskitchen.Surely,afewmonthsmoreofthisandhewouldbecompletelymad.
HejotteddownanoteandwhistledforBo?tes,whoheheardrufflehisfeathersintheotherroomandthencameflyingthroughthedoorway.
HetiedthenotetoBo?tes’sleg,thenstoppedtoscratchthetopofhisowl’shead.
“Takethisto,McGonagall,wouldyou?Maybetakealookintheowlerywhileyou’rethere.You’llbespendingquitealotoftimethereIimagine,”hemurmured,slippingBo?tesatreat.
Maybeitwastrue.Maybehecouldnevergohome,buthell,ifhewasn’tgoingtotry.
Chapter3
“DidItellyouMr.PotterwillbereturningtoHogwarts?”McGonagallaskedcasually,sippingherteaatherdesk.
Dracochokedonthemouthfulofteahehadbeenswallowing.
“Excuseme?”hesaid,tryingnottosoundtooshocked.
“IaskedhimtofilltheDefenseposition,”McGonagallcontinued,seeminglyoblivioustoDraco’sshock.
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