he would just have to wait until drao told him…or until drao ated o nning. harry diding but he fored himself not to all drao on his behavior.
it wasn’t like drao ould do anything drasti, like atually going to malfoy manor. drao had told him that all the firepes in malfoy manor had been losed off, so drao ouldn’t floo there. and there oint in walking down to hogsmead airaihen drao’d be stuk in london ao floo home. without luius trying t his son home, drao was stuk in hogwarts. and harry doubted that luius wanted his son to ht now, doubted that very muh indeed.
harry woke up old. this did muh to him beause his rooms were in the dungeons noart of the astle teha what bothered him was what he realized o the old part. he had woken up in the middle of the night. alone. drao was o be found. and judging from the temperature of drao’s side of the bed…he hadn’t been in bed f time.
“tempus,” harry muttered, and was i was three o’lok in the m.
not gan to pull on lothio piee together what he ould about the situation.
don’t paold himself. you’re just .
but somehow he k he wasn’t. if drao had falle all theill have been in the same bed as harry. and harry had see night before he had goo bed.
harry felt a old wave wash over him as he realized that st night was friday. today would be saturday. that meant that no teahers would realize drao was missing until monday, if drao was go wouldhat hard fet rid of his friends for a weekehat he would be studyihing.
harry bit his lip. this was beginning to look bad.
but where wo? a of his mi wasn’t as if he ould just waltz out of hogwarts at any time ht. and though instintively harry’s first idea was that soo malfoy manor, it just wasn’t logially possible. had to be aion. harry ohis like a mantra. he would find drao and it would be something stupid, though what drao for in the middle of the night was beyond harry, but there had to be something. and it robably something obvious and stupid and harry would feel really idioti when he found out, but that’s what en.
& is what en.
harry fumbled oand for his wand and ast a quik lumos to help light up the room. it proved ie, however, beause halfway out of the room he tripped.
harry hissed in pain as he rolled over to see what had aught his toe. it was a book, a rather thik book. it was one of drao’s ‘indepe reading’ potions bht bak a groaripped he’d bent about half of the pages, he over. he would somehoin that to drao.
harry piked up the book ahe surfae that was not the floor, his bed. maybe there ell to unbend pages…
harry wined as he surveyed the damage more losely. somehow his foot had dislodged a page from the middle of the bht where the beed. carefully he opeo that page a.
harry brought the page of his wand ahis otions. this he’d made a few days ago that he thought he’d misped. drao must have piked it up.
harry arefully made his way out of the bedroom to look at the map i. drao had added t a irle usiaks farthest away from eah other as a diameter. by doing this, he’d also found the irle’s enter. harry frowly as he looked at the area drao had repeatedly starred i olor ihi least it had some sigo drao, it must, for him to i as so important.
&hought that the ehe attaks would be where voldemort was hiding the attaks? but drao wouldn’t do something so…gryffindorish as to try ao voldemort’s headquarters…eve that stoppiaks would stop the lokdown his father had on malfoy manor.
harry folded the parhment again and put it i. now was o be thinking ‘what if’s. there was still a ha drao was in the shool and harry had to find that out first.
harry rossed to the orhe room where he’d thrown his books the night before ahe marauder’s map from his bag. as he spoke the words to make the map spring to life he hoped that a dot beled “drao malfoy” ear somewhere, anywhere, in hogwarts.
but he wasn’t too surprised when it didn’t.
now what? harry thought desperately. he ould wake ron, but it was tet hermiohe gryffindirls’ dormitory. it wasn’t like he ould just walk ier all, like he ould the boys’ dormitory. better let ron sleep, he deided finally. if he ouldn’t find drao by the time his friehen he would ask for their help.
harry sat down on the sofa, idly staring into the firepe. he had to think like drao… yet how ould he? he didn’t know what else drao khe situation.
ok harry, he thought, hypothesize. if it’s right, you’ll find fats to support it one hermioo help you.
so…. worst ase senario first. drao was aught by voldemort…no, worst ase was that drao was dead. but that was out. harry would be able to feel if drao was dead er. in any pain so drao must be safe…or physially well or something li