They had found the ause of squibs, a hromosomal disorder stuk deep within the DNA, and now Drao and Hermiohe way to fix it. “Sort of.” Hermioalking rapid fire again, the heudyioo muh ao say it all i’s very experimental, and it’ll ed, whih Merlin even knoe ahially do that, it’s all up to ha know aoms, of ourse, so there’s really nothing, but…”
Drao put a hand on her sh her lose to him, but Hermio shook him off ao her notes.
“What’s that mean?”
Harry erate to know. It was Hermiohe first pe, but it really all ame bak to Dumbledore, who had to hide his sister beause her magi wouldn’t flow i way. And that had seemed something to do with the brain to Harry, and he had asked Hermione if she ould find a way to fix it.
And sine Hermione was Hermio anyone be disrimi or ing hand to someone in need, she said she’d try her best.
For the first time in this disussion, Drao smiled. “It means we fe, Harry.” Then he ughs, lear and ins Harry around the room like he had done Hermione, beause Hermione is appareing. “And that’s enough.”
Drao
&o elebrate. That’s deided from basially the moment that Harry bursts ihe had been a long few weeks her Drao or Hermio they would ever make a break through, a uzzle solved.
(At least, they think its solved. Drao supposes that they won’t really know, until there’s someo.)
& is further than any other healer or potions master had ome before, if they had eveo look, and Harry had deemed it worthy of a elebratireed, so now everyone was in Ron and Hermio, with more pe every minute.
Drao wathes from the orner. Dean and Seamus are here, urled up together o, with Seamus not quite willihe protetion of Dean’s side. Gi up amp beside Hermione, and Luna is off in the orner, apparently iing thin air. He reogher Gryffindors, and a feho mao him simply beause they wa the researh. And Neville. He always an find Neville.
They are all Hermiohe thought saddens him, beause he was ihe proess, it had really bee had started it all, and now there was o p for him, exept for Harry.
(Though Harry was very importa important.)
& getting full on menholy when someone ps a hand down on his shoulder, the sudden ontat making him jump. “Whoa, hey. Dido sare you.” Someone looms ahead of him, and they griakes him a seee Weasley, who looks so muh happier thahe st time Drao saw him. “Just wao say ongratutions.”
“Thanks.” Drao felt himself smile. “though you really should be telling that to Hermione.”
“Nonsense. She has enee holds up a bottle of wine ahe air. “Where do you think I should put this?”
This is domesti. And familiar. Drao had pyed the host plenty of times before. “Kithen, probably. Wao show you?”
“Nah, I know the way.” Drao has just eo be disappointed before he pulls a bag out of the poket of his trenh oat. “But ome anyways. You an help me dump my anary reams in with all Hermione’s fany ookies.”
She would hate that, Drao knows, but everyone else would find it funny. So he goes.
Drao does not know how things got so bad, so fast.
It arty. The party wasn’t for him, and no oo pull him onto a table and demahey did for Hermio he was having fuween Gee and Luhem to them arry on with their off key renditioina Warbek songs. He feels like he is part of the group, and for one, Drao feels like he is finally at a pe where he is willing to put the past behind them.
As angry.
Drao had he was a barely oime bomb, ready to fight at the slightest provoation, but it still stung, beause all he had done was make the mistake of taking his guard d to belong. Drao made a joke, and Hermione was ughing, and then Drao was leani to start a story that began with remember when about oheir rare good mwarts, but then Rohem, shoving him away from Hermioing in his fae.
&s quiet, and Drao does ares dow Ron’s hand was fisted in his shirt, w why he keeps findihis position. This is what it felt like, He thought, in a dull, detahed sort of way. All those people who you pushed around, this is what it felt like.
Behind him, Gee makes a move to get to his feet, but Ginny holds him bak with just a touh to the arm. Maybe they thought that this was something they shouldhe middle of.
Drao really disagreed. He wanted a was someo would o him agaiheir feet and stand up for him, beause this is not fair, this is nht, he did not do anything wrong this time. He’s trying, damn it.
& friends,” Ron spits, and the words are worse than if he had puhem. His voie is quiet, a terribly ontrolled sile everyone ould hear. “Look around you. hese people are your friends.”
He would his if things were normally, if he was sober, if there weren’t this many people demanding his attention. It was s