harrygulped.“i—ishouldaskyouthesame,malfoy.”harry’sinnerturmoilwasrepedwithonern.beforethey’dbeeninterrupted,malfoyhadbeenonthevergeofapaniattak.“whathappenedbakthere?”

whenthesteadyfeelingreturned,harrydidn’tmove.malfoy’sfaewasabovehisshoulderandheouldfeelhisbreathagainsthisnek.thewarmsensationofithookedatsomethinginhishestandmadehimleanloser.

“theyswithedbertriewiththekneazleasolteral,”harryadded.

“safe,”harryshivered.“right.”

malfoypursedhislips.“whatindeed.wasthatthehotelmanagerolludingwiththekidnapper?yourbossisthemastermindbehindthiswholethingandyouhadnoidea.”headdedsarastially,“paintmesurprised,potter.”

tareyou—”butintheshadowydarknesshemadeouttheshineofgold,andthemomenttheywerefallingthroughtime,oneagainpressedlosertogetherthanmightotherwisehavebeenneessary.

“weshouldbesafe,”malfoywhisperedandpulledaway,steppingoutfromtheloaksandintothedesertedaisle.“i’vetakenusforwardafewhours.”

“wait,”hesaid.“whendidzivantusgiveyouthetimepiee?”

hepushedthesuddenemptinessthatroseupbaksomewheredeepinsidehimself.hedidn’thavethetimetodealwithhisbody’sreationstomalfoy.anditwasn’tmalfoy,harrytoldhimself.itwassimplyaphysialresponsetostimulus.

harryletoutafrustratedsigh.

“itallmakessensenow,”malfoydered.“zivantusmusthaveprovidedthesemalefatorswiththeinquollisaniorpus.theymanagedtofigureouthehadthetimepiee,andpresumablyusedittoultivatethepnt,andnowthey’vefinallydeidedtoextortitfromhim.”

“areyoualright?”malfoyasked.

malfoysmirked,“leverage,potter.”harry’sgazelingeredonhislips.realizingthedistration,harryturnedaroundandfousedonashaggy,purplefuroat.

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