partofhim,thenastypart,wantstosayno.thatifdraodoesn’twanthishelp,harrywon’tbetakinganythingfromhim.buthean’tquitebringhimselftodoit.

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“harry.”harrydoesn’tturnaround,andthenthereisahandonhisarm,solightheouldignoreitbutsopleadingthathedoesn’t.“wait.”

right,harrythinks,lookingatthebuketandtheolletionofspongesontheounter.likeyouweren’tgoingtobottleituptousetomorrowandjustkeepgoing,fromthefloortothewindowstothekithensink,andthentothebathroom,allofwhihispratiallyspotlessbeauseiknowforafatthatyouleanedthewholedownstairsthenightbefore.

heountstheraksintheeiling,disoversthatthe

“whatever.”harry’sannoyed,suddenly,beauseifitwasn’tfordraoandhisstubbornideathatheoulddoeverythingonhisown,harrywouldn’thavetodothis.instead,heouldjustwakeupandturnhisheadtothesideandreassurehimselfthatdraowasstillthere,stilright,stillbreathing,howherofthemwereabouttobemurderedbydeatheaters.heouldjusthektheroom,then,notthewholehouse,andwhendraostartedwithhisompulsiveleaning,harrywouldbeabletobringhimbaktobed.itwouldworkoutbetterforbothofthem.

harrydoeswait.andheturnsaround,findinghimfaetofaewithasteaminggobletfullofdrao’spotion.

theydrinkittogether,butwhenharrygoesbaktobed,draostays.

hetakesthegoblet,foreshimselftotryandshowabitofgratitude.“thanks.”

there’ssreamingagain,butthistime,harrystaysinbed.

draoisn’tfooled,butthatdoesn’tstophimfromtappingtherimofhisownupagainstharry’s,quirkinganeyebrowtogether.“cheers.”

or.”draowastalkingfromhispeontheground,thenrealizedhowitmusthavelooked,sohegotup,kneesgroaningandsoapsudsdrippingoffhishands.“that’salliwaswaitingfor.”