buthowshoulddraohaveknown?withallthisnew-foundinformation,itwassuddenlypainfullyobviouswhypotterhadaskedtoturnoffthelights,whyhehadwantedtokeephisshirton.

wherethebloodyhellwashe?washenotathome?draobargedintothekithen,onlytofinditempty.hestompedbakintothehallway,frowningatthebathroomdoor.itwasajar,buttheroomwasdark.thatonlyleft…hisbedroom.

shepulledaway,hersilvery-blueeyesglistening.

“areyougoingtoseeharry?”

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“ofourse,drao.that’swhatfriendsarefor.”

“potter!potter!!”

“thankyou,luna.thankyouforyourhelp.”

terbeentrying?thiswholetime?butthewayhehadatedonthedayofg’swedding…whyhadhe…

“potter!”

“bepatientwithhim,drao,”shewhispered.

“potte

draonodded.hewathedaslunaapproahedhim,awarmsmileonherfae.shepulledhimintoatighthugandpattedhisbak.

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“what—what—drao?”

“oh…ohno.”realisationhitdraohard,likeabludgertothehead.“i’msuhanidiot,”hemurmuredtohimself.

“potter!”

withouthesitation,draobeganbangingagainstthedoor.

lettinghisimpatienegetthebetterofhim,hethrewitopenandmarhedinside.

draoknewhewastoofrantiasherossedpotter’slivingroom,butheouldn’thelpit.hedidn’twantanotherminutetogobywithpotterbeingself-destrutive.

“luna,i’msorry,butihavetogo!”hejumpedoffthesofaandstumbledtowardsthefirepe.

draoedhisarmsaroundher,lettingherwarmthseepintohim.