“Thatdoesn’thavetobedonetonight,butthisdoes.”Harrystraightensup,andhisbackpopswhenhedoes,prooftohowlonghehadbeensittinglikethat.“Ineedtokeepworking.”
“No.”Dracocrossedtheroomandpulledhisworkawayfromhim,andHarrymadeahalfheartinggrabbingmotion,butletitslideaway.Ifhehadreallywantedtostopit,hecouldhave.“Itdoesn’t.Theworldwon’tstopturningjustbecauseyoutookabreakforanhour.”
“But—”
“Youdeserveabreak.”Itfeltliketheyweremarried.Thisiswhatitfeelslikeallthetime,liketheyaremarriedandinloveanddoeverythingthatcouplesdo,acceptforkissandadmitthatthey’reacouple.It’squitefrustrating.“Comehangoutwithme,justlongenoughtohavedinner.”
Hefeltlikeahousewife,tearinghisbusyhusbandawayfromhisworkjustsotheycouldspendtimetogetherbeforethekidsgothomefromtheirmothers.It’sabadanalogy,onethatwouldgethimalecturefromGinnyaboutsexismandgenderroles,butit’stheonethathekeepscomingbackto.
“Comeon.”DracoshovesHarry’scoatathim,andthenvanishedthepapersforgoodmeasure.They’rejustontopofasetofcupboards,butHarryclearlydoesn’thavethemotivationtogolookforthem.“Forme?”
Harrywavers,andDracocanseewhenhemakesthedecision.“Alright.”hegrabsthecoatandshrugsiton,thenwrapshisownscarfaroundDraco’sneck,ignoringtheflinchwhenHarryreachestowardhim.“Butonlybecauseyouaskednicely.”
Chapter19
Harry
He’satthepubwithDudley(agaysportsbar,becauseasDudleysaid,there’llbesomethingforyouandsomethingformeandnoevilwizardslikelytolookforyouthere)tocelebratehisbirthdaywhentheyrrelativelyeasyfriendshipcomesscreechingtoahalt.
See,thethingis,Harrystillisn’treallysureifhewantstobefriendswithDudley,becausetherearealotofmemoriesfromwhentheywerekidsthathedoesn’twanttothinkabout.Likegettinghisheadshovedintoatoilet,likethewholeclassturningonhimindodgeballandendingupwithabrokennose,allthetimesthatDudley’sfriendspinnedHarry’sarmsbehindhisbackandlethimgetusedasapunchingbag.He’slearningthatthebullyingaspectoftheirrelationshipwasn’tasstrangeashehadthought(turnsoutalotofsiblingswerecrueltoeachotherwhentheywereyoungerandgrewuptobejustfine),buthestillcan’tforgetallthethingshewatchedanddidn’tstop—gettingthrownintothecupboard,beinghitwithAuntMarge’scanesohardhisknucklesbled,beingstarved,beingleftaloneforaslongashecouldremember.
Sohewastentative,thedayhewentbacktowalkdownPrivetDriveforthelasttimeandranintohim.Hehadn’tknownwhattosay,butthankfullyDudleydidn’teither.
“Hello.”Hewasthinner,butstillverylarge,morelikeawalrusinsteadofawhale.“Youlived,then?”
Harrysnorted.“Yeah,Dudley.”Herockedbackonhisheelsandstaredupattheroomthatusedtobehis.Youcouldstillseewheretheyfastenedthebarsonbackwhenhewastwelve,butitdidn’tlooklikesomethingtobeafraidofanymore.“Ilived.Thebadguydied.Lifegoeson.”
Dudleynodded,longandslow,likehewastryingtogivethembothasmuchtimeaspossibletochickenoutofthisconversation.“Cool.”
Theydidenduptalking,grabbingfoodinthelocaldiner,whichDudleypaidfor.Harrylethim,becauseapartofhimthoughthewasowedthatmuch,oneshittydinerburgerandfriesaftereverythingthisfamilyputhimthrough.Butthentheywerewalkingoutintothesidewalktotheirseparatecars,andithitHarrythataftereighteenlongyears,thismightbethelasttimetheywouldseeeachother,andHarryrealizedthatmaybehedidn’twantthat.Maybehewantedsomethinglikearealfamily,evenifit’sjusttheoneperson.
“Hey.”Hetookoutadollarbillbecauseitwastheonlypaperhehadandscrawledhisphonenumberonit.“Thisismynumber.Callme,andwe’llgettogethersometime,alright?Iwanttokeepintouch.”
Harryhadn’tthoughthewasgoingto,butthenoneweeklater,theyweremeetingupatoneofthoseJapaneseplaceswheretheycookthefoodinfrontofyou,ataprivatetablethatHarrypaidextraforjustsotheycouldtalkfreelyaboutallthewizardstuff.DudleyactuallyseemedinterestedanditwasthefirsttimethatHarryrealizedthateventhoughUncleVernonwasafraidandAuntPetuniawasjealous,maybeDudleywasjustalittlebitexcitedabouthavingawizardinthefamily,evenifheneverthoughthecouldshowit.
Thatstartsatrend.Theygoout,hittingeveryrestaurantintown,nevergoingtothesameonetwice.Theygotoaplacewheretheyservesaladssobighehastroublefittingthemonthetable,toaburgerjointwithahamburgerthesizeofhishead,toaplacetwentyminutesoutsideofthecitywheretheyservethehottestwingsonearth,eventoateashopthatDudleysaidAuntPetuniawasforcinghimtotestoutbeforetheircousin’sbridalshower.Afterafewweeks,Harryfindshe’sactuallylookingforwardtotheirmeetingseachweek.It’slikethey’reactuallyontheirwaytobecomingfriends,orturningintothefamilytheyshouldhavebeenallalong.
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