& meowed agaiowards the door.
“no, you an’t go out,” drao hukled. “you’ll just ome bak all wet and be grumpy with me.”
harry’s heart le how easily drao ughed. he had his at ease. drao pushed his hair bak from his fae again and sat at the table, whih had remnants of some sort of tarte sat on it. drao piked at it disiedly, piking up a book and lh it. he did it really so muh as holdi down in his p f periods of time, during whih he would sit ahe windows that looked into the ke, hewing at his thumb.
harry was so busy wathing the man in front of him that he almost fot that man osed t, let aloing and daydreami away from him. this is what mgonagall had been hiding. drao had been here all alohe dungeons for most of it, if his omplexion was anything to go by.
&, he door, mewled again, startling both drao and harry out hts.
“potter, you absolute menae,” drao sighed.
harry te his name. drao khere, somehow, had sensed hi—
“i already told you you an’t go out tonight, harriet,” drao said, walkihe entrane.
& hissed.
“ok, you an go out, but if you get soaked, you’re sleepionight, potter,” drao warned. “i don’t need my room smelli.”
drao tapped the door ahe at, returniable.
…drao potter.
drao was alive, he had a at er, and, harry realized now that reality had set i a book of all the artiles he had ever beeioned in. and he missed harry.
but he said that he missed harry, too, whih implied he k harry missed him. robably heard harry that night. of ourse, he had heard him that night, he had been sobbing outside of his room. the entire lower half of the astle probably knew.
draain, standing up aening his loak. harry rawled arefully out from uryile noise as possible. he wasing drao out of his sight. he followed drao to the door, slipping out just sean to lose. drao looked up and doulled his hood up, and muttered a disillusio spell.
harry ould still hear the slight suff of malfoy’s shoes agaione, following it as best he ould. they exited the astle. the rai up some, but there was still a light drizzle. withis, a white eared owenty paes in front of harry. he strethed his legs befinning a light trot towards the woods, seemingly unaware of harry.
harry pulled off the invisibility hing it haphazardly and stuffing it into his poket.
“wait!” he alled before he ould stop himself.
the wolf’s gait faltered as it turo look bak at harry.
&alk to you,” he yelled hasi.
it stopped, looking at harry with bewilderment.
harry ra up with the wolf.
“i a,” he oughed, out of breath, bef to his knees.
run, you idiot, drao told himself, but harry’s voie held him fasteood.
“i a,” harry oughed, falling to his knees. “i a.”
drao stood still, u harry was referring to.
“you’re a fuking animagus,” harry ughed, still out of breath. “i knew you were bloody fuking brilliant, but this is really impressive. the only thing more impressive is that you’re—” harry seemed to stop himself.
&udied drao momentarily, his eyes loking with his own, maki naked.
“you’re really him, aren’t you?”
drao didn’t respo knht he was, but he wasn’t about blow his over.
harry swallowed.
“drao,” he finally said, his v. “drao, you’re alive.”
drao’s vision began fading at the edges, sinking ie darkhing he remembered was the grass rapidly approahing his fae.
he was beautiful. god, he was beautiful.
harry felt like a reep, sitting at the edge of his bed and staring at him like this, but he ouldn’t tear his eyes away from the other boy’s fae. he tried to write it off by maki he he would see this fae, in the flesh, again and that was why he ouldn’t look away, but that exuse ohree minutes. look away beause he was looking at the singur most beautiful person he had ever seen and that person had somehow mao go and beome eveiful.
and he was alive. harry knew he should be angry that he was lied to, that he was made to feel like the w beh him for all, but he ouldn’t quite ma. he was just so relieved. eah rise and fall of drao’s hest made the pain that had taken residene in his own dissipate a little.
& and brushed drao’s hair away from his fae, ing his hahe other boy’s fae like it so desperately wao.
drao began to stir.