thehouseelvesmberedaroundthekitheninasortofanizedhaosthatdraohadgrownaustomedto.hewassatatadiningtablewiththeheadelf,tibsy,disussingthedayaheadofthem.

,andyouwon’tbehogwarts’firstueredanimagus,”sheadded,thoughsheseemedalittlenervous.

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spendingallhistimearoundhouseelvesmadehimfesthoughmaybehewasgoingabitfunny,aswell,buttherewasnoohekforhim.hewasterriblyonernedthathewoulddeveloponeoftheirstrangespeehpatternsandbenhewiserbeausetheyweretheonlyliving

draosmiledandlookedbakdowntothelistoffoodshehadanizedfortoday’smeals.hefoundhimselfaskingquestionsjusttohaveanexusetospeak.hehadbeenlessthanenthusiastiwhenmgonagallhadsuggestedhebeinhargeofanizingmenusforthegreathall.hehadneverreallythoughtaboutitbeforehand,butsomeonehadtodeidewhattheywouldbeeatingeveryday.anditwassomethingtodo.hehaddonenothingbutsitaroundinhisquarters,sinehehadfinallyfinishedthelong,tediousproessofbeomingananimagus.

“tibsy,rememberweneedabirthdayakeatthehufflepufftabletonight.”

“choote?orwasitarrotake?”draoasked,skimminghisnotes.

hehadagreed,simplybeauseitmeanthewouldbeabletotalktosomeone,anyone,inhisdaytodaylife.hewouldseetheheadmasterfordrinksoasionally,butheouldtellthemeetingswerealwaysmoreofawelfarehekthananythingelse.shewasanieenoughwoman,butshewasn’thisfriend.

“right.thankyou,tibsy.”

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hesuppressedtheurgetosayhewouldbehappyasanythingotherthanhimself.

“choote,mistermalfoy.”

draosmiledather,shiftinginhishair,notinghewasgettingremarkablygoodatholdinghistongue.deathreallyhangedaperson,hesupposed.

“iremember,mistermalfoy,”theelfreassuredhim.

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