Whenhewascertainthey’dmadeitdownthepathfarenoughtobeoutofearshotofanyone,Dracoclearedhisthroat.Hewasn’tsurehowtotellthemabouttheTimepiece.Hewasn’tevensureifhecouldtellthemaboutit.Theonlythingheknewwasthethreadswereseizing,thewayforwardnarrowed,andtheonlywaythroughwastogoback.
“There’sonethingthatbothersme,”Potterrushedtospeakfirst.
“Onlyonething?”Dracoglancedathimandsmirked.Hehadtolookbackatthepathtowatchhisstepsasthefadinglightdriftedbelowthehorizon,buthewascertainPotterhadsmiled.
“Iftheycouldswapsoulswithanyoneintheworld,”Potterasked,“whydidtheychooseBertriceandakneazle?”
“Maybetheydidn’t,”Parkinsonoffered.“Maybe—Idon’tknow—maybeitwasanaccident.”
PotterstoppedandgrabbedDraco’sshoulder.“Ormaybeyouwererightaboutthekneazle.”
DracodrankintheboldnessinPotter’seyesandgrinned.“Ithinkconfirmationthatthesoul-swappingplantscenarioisinfactsomehowrealhasestablishedthatIwasright.”
“No,”Potterrolledhiseyes.“Thekneazle.Itwasleverage.”
Igorathrewherfourthcigarettedownonthegroundandstampeditout.Sheknewlessthanadozenwandlessspells,butthemostusedone,disappearcigarettebutt,endedupbeingmoremagicthanshe’ddoneallday.Standingoutsidethehotelentranceseemedtobothcalmandstressher,asshewentovereverydetailofthecaseinherhead.
SheandFelixhaddoneeverythingbyprocedure.Shecouldn’ttellifshewasmissingsomething,ifthey’dsomehowmadeamistake,orthemlosingthecaseboileddowntosomeoneelse’sego.Ormaybetheyhadsteppedonsomeone’stoes.Who?Igorawondered.RonWeasley?TheDepartmentofMysteries?ShebrieflyrememberedtheGoldenTriohadtrekkedintothehotel.HarrybloodyPotter?No,whoeverhadtakenthecasefromthemwasgravelymistakeniftheythoughtIgorawouldstoplookingforBertriceZivantus.
Shelitanothercigaretteandstaredoutintothestreet.Felixhadgonebacktotheoffice,butIgorahadfeltitinherbonesthatshewasneededatthehotel.Herinstinctshadonlyeverfailedherwithloversandthelottery,soshewaitedstoicallyinthecooldrizzleoftheearlyevening.
Thepopofanapparitionpulledherfromherthoughts.Igorapeeredaroundthedecorativebushes.“Helgahelpus,”shewhisperedatthesightofDracoMalfoy,PansyParkinson,andHarryPotterhuddledtogetheratthebottomoftheAshtyl’ssteps.
“I’llgocheckonBertie,”Parkinsonsaid.Igoradroppedhercigaretteinsurprise.Hereyesfollowedthewoman’sformupthesteps,notedthecollectionofbooksslungunderParkinson’sarm.
“Whydon’tyougowithher?”MalfoynoddedtoPotter.“Icoulduseafewminutestoclearmyhead.”Hishandswerestuffedawkwardlyinthepocketsofhiswaistcoat.
PotterfixatedonMalfoy.“Areyousureyou’realright?”Pottertookastepandclosedthegapbetweenthem.Nowthatwasinteresting,Igoracastanamplifyingcharmtoheartheirconversation—“Sonorus.”
“Itwasn’ttheBlackBeanHoofBrittle,wasit?”
Malfoyraisedabrow.“AreyouimplyingLovegoodcan’tmakeanadequatebrittle?”
“I—Ijust—”Potterstammeredand—Igoraleanedforward,Washeblushing?—heranahandthroughhisloosehair.“IguessIoweyouanapology.”
“SonotonlydoyousavetheentireWizardingWorld,butnowyouapologiseforLoonyLovegood’sabysmalattemptsatsweets?”MalfoysmiledandstaredbackatHarryPotterwithagazeofreverentadmiration.“WereIinyourposition,IdoubtI’ddothesame.”
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