“So,maybeIdon’twanttofight.”
“Whatdoyouwanttodoinstead?”
Ronisn’tangry.Helooksresigned,abit,likeheknewthatthiswasonlyamatteroftime.ItvalidatesHarry’sdecisionlikenothingelsecould,thatRondidnotseemtothinkthatthiswasabadidea.“Nothing.Idon’twanttobeanythingrightnow.IspentsolongbeingtheChosenOne,thatInevergottofigureoutwhatIwouldhavewantedtodo,giventhechoice.Itwasfightordie.”Heswallowed,hard,becausethiswasbringingupmemoriesthathewouldrathernotthinkabout.Aboutabasilisk,aboutQuirrel’sscreams,aboutthefirsttimeheevercruicio’dsomeone.Hewasawarrior,andhewasagoodone,butnowthefightwasdone.“Ijustwanttorest.”
“Igetthat.”They’refoodhasgonecold.neitherofthemhaseaten,anditisalreadytimeforRontostartheadingbacktotheoffice.“Ido,Harry.AndI’mgladthatyou’retryingtomakeyourselfhappy.”Apause.“ButI’mnotquitting.ThisreallyiswhatIwanttodo.”
Harryknewthat.Buthehadtoask,toputtheoptionoutthere.“Don’tyouevergettiredofthefight?”
Ronlaughs,shakeshishead,andthenmakesafist,andhisownsetofscarredlettersshinesupatHarry,brightunderthelightingofthediner.Iwillnotresist.
“It’sallI’veeverknown.”Thatwastrue,too.Harryhaddraggedhimalong,andsometimeshethinksthatruinedhim.“I’llkeepgoinguntiltheend.”
Draco
HarryhadcamebackfromhismeetingwithRonwithasmileonhisface.Dracotookitasagoodsign.
“Everythinggookay?”Hecannothelptheconcernthatwellsupinhim,becauseheknowshowmuchofthisdecisionreliedonRon’sapproval.
“Itwentfantastic.Sogreat,infact,”Harry’sgrabshimbythearms,spinshimaround,andthenletgojustasfast.“I’mbuyingusdinner.LeakyCauldron,thegoodstuff.I’llbereadyinfifteen.”
Dracofeltonesideofhismouthquirkupinasmile.“Fancy.”
Harry’slaughfloatsdownthehallway,andDracoknowsinthatmomentthatthisisitforhim,hewillspendtherestofhislifetryingtofindaplaceashappyasheiswithHarry.“Onlythebestforyou.”
Itdoesendupbeingmildly…special.
Notspecialinthesenseoflinentableclothsandfinechina,butmaybeintheideathatnooneisbotheringthem,andtheyaretuckedintoacornerboothwhereitsquiet,andthetwoofthemhavegottentoenjoyamealinpeace,foronce,withthetwoofthemstealingforksfulloffoodoffeachother’splate.IfDracodidn’tknowbetter,hecouldalmostbelievethatHarrymeantthisasadate.
Buthedoesknowbetter,soitisjusttwomateshangingoutinabar.
(Or,aguyandhiscourtorderedmentor-likeperson,ifhe’sgettingtechnical.)
HarryreachesacrossthetableandcoversDraco’shandwithhisown.ItstopsDracoinhistrackslikeadeerintheheadlights,andhewaitsforHarrytomakethenextmove,wideeyedandbarelybreathing,becauseit’sreallygettinghardtothinkthatHarrydoesn’thavefeelingforhim.
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