&o himself.” She said, aears ame for real, a torrent of them. “He did some damage Ron.”
Harry doesening to her. All he remembers is that o his piture of Seamus ihe Seamus he knew from shool, the happy o was ih Dean, ahis other Seamus ihe o kissed Dean good bye on his way to work a dowe, who loked himself in a bathroom, who got found by Luer overed in his own bl about how he ouldn’t make himself ut deep enough, ould she finish it, please.
Please, he had appareing her pull him into her arms like he was still a little kid. Please let it end.
Harry felt like he had beehe stomah, so he turned away, but he ould forever, beause Ron was o, one arm ed around his sister’s shoing home.” He said, voie grim, but determi had beehey were preparing to do something gerous, like he was heking things off of a to-do list. “Makirong up of tea. You want to go keep Dean ompaal until Hermiohere?”
o say, beause he did not want that, he did not want to see Seamus like this, he did not want to sit in unomfortable hairs and tell his friend meaudes, he did he oh all of this.
But that’s not what he says.
“Sure,” He hears himself saying, reahing for his shirt to get dressed, inexpliably wishing Drao ould ihat he wouldhis was not about Harry’s omfort. “o.”
Drao
Harry was te, whih meant that Drao hen he ame home, settled into the orh a book spread aross his p.
“I’m te. I know.” Harry didime to respond, just yanked off his oat a dowh a Drao hadhey were in shool. “Something ame up.”
&hio ask if everything was okay, but doeshe words aren’t out of his mouth before Harry is leveling his stare at him.
&hing’s not okay, atually. You want to know why?” Drao didn’t, really. He didn’t want to know why Harry looked so pale, or why his eyes are red enough to make Drao think he had been rying, or what that stain on his shirtsleeve was. He didn’t want to ke or why his hands or why he had smmed the door so hard when he ame i wahings to be okay. “Seamus went and bloody tried to kill himself, that’s why, ripped himself apart from wrist to elbow.”
&o be waiting for some sort of reation on Drao’s part, a horribly like he was faili of a test. He puts the book dowo his feet, like he might atually be thinking about walking iving Harry a hug, of all the stupid ideas. But thehe room entirely, and Drao follows.
Harry is kiking the hair. Repeatedly. Aing in it, huh his elbows on his knees, hands yanking at his hair. Aaring up at Drao like he might fihere, the fae of someone who has reahed their breaking point. “It never e?” He sounds like he has been drai drop of motivation, like fihing, Seamus will be the one who breaks him. “It just brings more pain.”
“It’ll stop.” Drao says, w if this is helpful, w if he should leave Harry th this on his ow a long way to go.”
Harry stares at him for a momeands, and for half a moment Drao thinks he is leavi he said as uive, and he’s already halfologizing whehe room while shrugging on his oat. “I need a drink.” And just before Drao an start w that it had been him that drove him away from his owurns arouime, raisih something that might have been impatiene. “You oming?”
Drao doese.
Harry
Drao does with the people here, but sine Harry had started dragging him alohing as his plus o tue, just ordered another round of drinks and said it was ohem.
“You did was going to be everybody.” Drao said, but due, just throws his oat over the hair and rolls his sleeves up to the elbow i he an’t know Harry likes. “It’s not really my pe.”
“You’re fine,” Harry tells him bak, ahfully, Harry didn’t know that everyone would be here, but maybe they should have. This is what they always did after the war, through the reports arials and the rebuilding and the grief, find a bar and drink uand on their ow was a bad way of dealing with things, but it was the only times he ould remember being happy in that time right after the year, and they deserved a hao be young and dumb, just for a few months of their life.
It’s all of them. Ron and Hermio a b a pte of fries that her , and Ginny and Luna are slow io the song on the radio, he rep pitures of them. Neville had found his way tee was right beside Drao, where he had already seemed to be halfway dowo being a drunken mess. Padma aer are there, too, the spae beside them reminding them all of Lavender, who should have beehem but still won’t leave her house beause . And that’s just the ones lose enough for Harry to see.
“I heard.” Gee says, bei ohe silene abo