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on the fateful night. in which draco sneaks the death eaters in, draco has the intent to kill dumbledore. moreover, when he realizes that dumbledore has so much power and has been somewhat of a guide to him, he begins to put his wand down, he becomes nervous. he can't do it and he knows it and dumbledore knows it so he has snape kill him. Ah,” said Harry, suddenly feeling rather warm, from the five pints no doubt. Nothing to do with those long legs, gracefully crossed at the ankles now, heels resting on Harry’s circular rug. Nor was it the way his gaze managed to be aloof, yet wary at the same time, it made Harry feel like a puzzle. He probably was a puzzle. Lots of random pieces that seemed to fit together, but even he didn’t really know what the final picture was supposed to look like yet. Yeah, the five pints were definitely to blame. Wade’s frown slowly shifted in to a grin. A nice grin, at that. A much better grin to see than the odd one the mask gave him.

Harry felt a pang of empathy for him. He thought Wade was self-conscious of his scars, but he hadn’t realized how deep it ran. There were plenty of days that Harry would have loved to toss a mask on and hide his scar, but… Ramsey leveled Harry with a look so skeptical he may as well have snorted. “I never even saw the guy until he met you.”

They had only been at the pub long enough to get a round in when Parvati blew in the door, snow swirled in after her, and her long dark hair flew forward over her shoulders. Tangling in her coat collar. “Longbottom!” she said reprovingly, as she approached the table, “This is not going to get our case solved.” Why, because you're so old?” Morgan returned, in a familiar comfortable kind of way, Harry had known it wouldn’t take long for his nervousness around him to wear off.

Harry considered how much of a compromise it was for Wade, with all his blatant insecurities, to roll his mask even halfway up. He also considered how serious Wade was about it being a date for him to go through so much effort. Just keep the bloody mask on then…” Harry scowled. “For the love of god, you don’t have to pretend to hit on me to distract me.”I took the charms off it,” Malfoy went on hastily, and for the first time Harry thought he looked almost nervous. “It's worth a lot more in the muggle world, it’s gold you see.”

I’m afraid I’m not big on my face,” he said with a wry attempt at sarcasm. He smiles widely, undoubtedly about to make another deflective joke, and sure enough. “Unless you’re offering to be my new mask?” You shot them!” Harry said. He took a breath and steadied himself to sound more official and less frazzled. “What the hell was that, Wade?” Harry found himself thinking about Malfoy on their short walk to the Druids Arms. It was very cold now that the sun was going down. He hoped he’d found somewhere to go.

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Harry furrowed his brows at Wade’s peculiar behavior. Was he… embarrassed about being naked? Or embarrassed about his scars? Even narrower eyes met this answer, even more suspicious, “Haven’t you just spent the afternoon with your friends at the pub?” Parvati laughed, and leaned over to where Nicole and Morgan were talking, “Oi,” she interrupted them, with a friendly snap of her fingers, “Did you know Malfoy’s not working here anymore?”