Dracoisn’tsurewhyithitshimatthatmoment,really,butashe’slookingathim,itoccurstohimthathereallyhadmeantwhathehadsaidtheothernight.This,evenifHarryreallyhadmovedonfrombeingahero,wasenoughforhim.EveniftherestoftheworldstoppedlovingthegreatHarryPotter,Draconeverwould.
“Iloveyou.”Thereisalumpinhisthroatandhetalksaroundit.“Somuch.AndIdon’t—itdoesn’tmattertome,whatyoudecidetodo,evenifwhatyoudecidetospendyourlifedoingissomethingthatnooneelsethinksisimportant,I’llthinkit’simportant,aslongasitmakesyouhappy.Andevenonthedayswhereyouthinkyou’renothing,I’mgoingtobeabletotellyoudifferent,becauseyou’reeverythingtome.”
“Draco.”Harrylookedsad,andabitembarrassed.“Draco,don’t.”
“No,letmesayit.”Dracotakesadeepbreathandrushesthroughit,notsurewhatheissayingandonlythatheneedstosaysomething,tomakesomefumblingattemptatgettinghispointacross.“Yousaythatyouneedtofigureoutwhoyouare,andwhatyouwant,andyoukeeptellingmethatyou’vegotnoideawhattodowithyourlife,soI’mgoingtotellyou,Harry,I’mgoingtotellyouwhatwe’regoingtodo,okay?”
Harryjustlaughs,andDracokisseshimquiet.
“We’regoingtogetthathouseyoukeeptalkingabout,theonewithallthelight.Andyou’regoingtomovethere.Andyou’regoingtoplayinaQuidditchleaguewithRonontheweekendsbecauseyoukeepsayingthatflyingistheonlyotheryou’regoodatbutrefusetogopro,andyoucankeepdraggingHermioneoutoftheofficeforlunchbecausesheneverknowswhentotakeabreak,andthenyoucanworkinGeorge’sshoporhelpLunawiththeQuibblerorevenjustsitinthehouseandcutupingredientsformypotionsallday,anythingHarry,justsomething,somethingevenifitisnotenough,becauseyou’llgetthereoneday,alright?”Dracowantedthistosoundtrue.Tomakehiswordsmakeeverythingokay.TomakeHarrystoplookingforalightningstrikeofarevelationandgivehimselftimetorest.“Youjusthavetogiveittime.Wehadyearstofigureoutwhatwewanttodowithourselves.You’veonlyhadafewmonths.It’sgoingtotakealittlebit.”
Harrynods,slowly.“You’llbewithme?”
Dracoletsoutabreath.“Ifyouwantmeto.”
“Ido.”
“ThenIwill.Everysingleday,fromnowuntilforever.”It’sabigpromise,andinhisheadDracoisthinkingaboutafuturethathewasnotsurehewasbeingpromised,wheretheybothliveinthishousefulloflightandheistheonetocomehometoHarry,whereDracoworksinanofficeattachedtothesideofhishouseandHarrysortofjusthashishobbiesbutthat’salright,becausehehasdoneenough,givenenoughofhimselfforamillionlifetimesover,andinhishead,whenthissummerendsitisheandHarrywhowillbestandingunderneaththealtarthatGeorgeisbuilding,notLunaandGinny.It’saselfishthingtowant,butDracocan’thelpit.“You’vegotme.”
“Promise?”
Draco’snotsurewhythat’sstillaquestion.Ifhewasgoingtowalkaway,hewouldhavedoneitbynow.
“Promise.”
Chapter36
Draco
Ittookawhile,buttheyfinallyfoundthatplacethatHarrywanted,theonefulloflight.
It’snotahouse,technically.It’sacottage,halfwaybetweenLuna’srebuilthouseandtheBurrow,perchedrightinthemiddleoftheseaofgrainandcorn.Ifyoustandoutontheporch,youcanlookoutandseeeverything,practically—Luna’souttotheleftandtheBurrowtotherightandthatappleorchardwheretheWeasleysplayQuidditch,nottomentionthewholemuggletown,andeventhoughDracothoughtitwasnicemostlybecauseofhowprettyitwas,healsoknewthatitwouldmakeHarryfeelbetter,havingthehigherground.Noonecansneakuponyouwhenallyouhavetodoislookoutthewindowandseeeverythingaroundyouinoneglance.
“Whatdoyouthink?”Dracoasksbecausehehasto,buthecanalreadytellfromthelookonHarry’sfacethathehaddonegood.IthadbeenDracowhowasscouringtheadsinthepapereverymorning,Dracowhofinallybrokedownandenlistedthehelpofarealtor,andDracowhocametolookatthisplacefirst,walkingthroughtheemptyroomsasdustmotescircledaroundinastreamofsunlightandthoughtyes,this,thisistheone.Hecouldn’thelpbutbeproudofhimself.
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