“exuse us,” potter said with a hint of a smile. he kept his arm arouhey walked out of the kithen.
exuse us? yes, it was very lear they were an ‘us’; still, it hurt hearing that ome out of potter’s mouth.
“oh, hey, there you are, i was w—are you okay?”
drao bli luna without really seeing her.
“why wouldn’t i be?” he said automatially.
“you look—” she pursed her lips, her gaze intensifying. “is this beause of henry and harry?”
drao’s visiohe mention of their names. henry and harry. it sounded like a joke unhline.
“it is, isn’t it? i’m sorry, drao.”
“did you know harry was dating someone?”
“no, i had no idea. holy, i thought you and—”
“don’t,” drao ied her. “don’t say it.”
“drao.” with, she ed her arms around his midriff and put her head o. “i’m so sorry.” her urls tikled his hin as she spoke. as muh as he tried to ontrol his body, he ould fr. luie and pressed herself mainst him. it felt strange and unfamiliar, beihis. but drao ouldhe soothi had on him. he had luna saw in him, what made her trust him enough to all him her friend and omfort him. yes, they had gro together at the shool, but still…drao ouldn’t his head around the idea of luna him a friend.
as the seohe io just let himself feel all the awful emotions he had been bottling up for ing stronger. u it a his arms around luurn and buried his fae in her hair. it smelled nie. like pineapples.
“oh, err, sorry.”
drao looked up, feeling a rush of adrehrough him as he stared into onfused green eyes.
“i didn’t know you guys were—”
drao felt luna shift in his arms, before she slowly let go of him.
“you know, harry, i think you should talk to drao. you’re upsetting him.”
“i’m upsetting him?” potter blurted, but luna didn’t bat an eyesh as she ast him. “what the fuk?”
“just fet it, potter,” drao drawled, i on following luna.
&opped him with a hand o.
“don’t touh me,” drao groed his hand away.
“fuk you, dralowered. “fuk you!”
“how eloquent,” dra his eyes.
“no, you doo be ondesending, you lying bastard!”
“exuse me?”
“you lied to me! you didn’t tell me yed! but, apparently, that doeser, sio be getting it on with—”
“what?”
“does your fianée kn ar with people left and right?”
drao felt the suddeo punh him. “you have y about, potter.”
“no?” he said, his tone hallenging.
“i don’t owe you any sort of expnation,” drao snarled, leao him. “besides, i’m h the new p dog.”
“that’s fuking rih oming from you!”
“what?”
“you’re the ohe seret fiaer yelled. “also, you an’t just ome io my best mate’s home, ahis!”
&?”
“like you care!”
drao stared at him, ompletely taken abak.
“yising to people, y deent,” he huffed, “aeering at a freaking infant shool.”
“so?”