“it’s absolutely unneessary.”
“you don’t know that.”
“i do, atually.”
drao paused, taking in luna’s serious expressioold you.”
“he did.”
&.”
&ell me everything,” she rified. “but he did tell me what you thought this was about.”
“i know what this is about.”
“you really believe that? you really believe harry would do somethi?”
drao didn’t answer aook a sip of his tea.
“he really likes you, drao,” luna said softly.
drao fli me,” he murmured.
“beause you like him, too. only the people we are about an hurt us like this.”
drao hated that luna was so insightful. it made hiding his feelings so muh harder.
exhaling loudly, he leaned bak in his hair and buried his hands in his hair. “i have o thihere were times i thht like me. we talked about so many thied me with so mas,” he let out a pai the memories. “i should have known it was all too good to be true. holy, the night he made dinner i should have—”
“wait, he made dinner for you?” luna asked, her eyes wide.
“yeah. holy, in hindsight, it almost seems like it was meae, but—”
“no, no, that’s not what i mean,” lued him. “atually, i’m very ertain it was meae, but my point is…he made you dinner and you atually…you saw him eat?”
drao frow her. she sou was a big deal. “of ourse i—” he paused. wait. he had hihat, hadn’t he? when potter had brought him breakfast, when they had beeaurant and at potter’s ft…he had barely eaten anything. he had looked tortured and unomfortable. “luna,” he said, his tone suddehere something wrong with him?”
luna looked like she was biting the inside of her heek. “i think you should talk to harry about that.”
“luna, please,” drao beseehed her. “if there’s something i should know—” he mped his mouth shut, uo fie have any right to meddle in potter’s life anymore.
“you really are about him, don’t you?” luna said, tilting her head.
drao said nothing, while his gaze was fixed ohey both stayed silent for a while, until luna got up and started rummaging through a pile of magazines on her desk.
“did harry ever tell you about his hildhood?” she asked.
“how his bloody muggle retives starved him?” drao grumbled. “he did.”
lu’s more than that, though.”
drao’s eyes wide else did they do to him?
“did he tell you they made him sleep in a upboard?”
“what?”
&hey treated him in suh an awful way. it still makes me sad.”
“those bastards! thank merli away from them,” drae still through him.
“that’s the point, though, is really get away from them.”
“what do you mean?”
“it’s part of him, what they did all tho. it shaped the person he’s beome and he’s obviously still hau, eve realise it. he thi deserve anything, he aluts others first beause he thinks that’s how it should be…he has no seh.”
luo have found what she was looking for. she sat down beside draazines in her hand. “i don’t like how he unonsiously punishes himself over and over for something that isn’t even his fault,” she said quietly. “and thihese aren’t helping.”
she hahe magazih aially serious expression. the only magazine he reogh weekly. the issue was about a year old. drao almost hoked as he looked at the over, at the headline iers.
plump potter! the boy who lived…to let himself go!
drao’s mouth dropped open. his eyes quikly sawo.
ihe e’s uhy lifestyle!
harry potter—from heartthrob to sad slob!