“oh,drao,”shesays,movingherhandfromherribstooverhermouthandstaringathim,eyeswide.hebarelyhastimetothinkabouthoweasilysheriesbeforesheisburstingoutintears,sinkingdownintothehairbesidehisbedandbawlingintoherhands,lettingouthithinglittlegaspsthatremindedhimofhowmuhitmusthurthertobreathe.“i’msorry—”sheshookherhandsoutinfrontofherlikethatmightalmherdown,winingatthemovement.“ipromisediwouldn’tdothis,itoldmyself,isaid,hedoesn’tneedthis,hermione,you’rejustgoingintohaveanievisit,but—”sheletsherselflookathimagainandburstsintotears,thistimewheezingwiththeeffortofontinuingtotakeindeepbreaths.“oh,drao.”

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“whywouldyouhaveexpetedanythinglikethattohappen?”draodemanded,hisownvoielimbingandbeominginreasinglyhigherpithed.“wewereintheministryofmagi!”

it’sthethirddaybeforehermioneshowsup,herhairpulledbakintoabraidthatwasalreadystartingtofallout.shedoesn’tsayanything,justedgesintotheroomwithherhandspreadarossherribs,anddraowasremindedofeveryone’smentionsofhowsoreshewas.“hey.”hesootsbakintothebedsoheisrestingagainsttheheadboard.“howareyoufeeling?”

“it’snotlikethey’vestoppedbadthingsfromhappeningbefore!”sheshotbak,andthiswasfamiliar,easy.“they’reallterribleattheirjobs,holy.”

“howoulditnotbe?”shewailed,andthevolumemakeshimwine.“youonlygothurtbeauseiwastoostupidtonotiewhatwashappening.”

herommentwasderisive,andfunny,andthendraowasughingandouldnots

hewasstupidnottohaveexpetedthis.“hermione.”heholdsanarmouttoherbutsheistoofarawaytogiveherahugandheannotbringhimselftogetupfromthebed.itwouldjusthurttoomuh,andhe’sprettysuretheeffortwouldmakeherburstintotearsagain.“it’snotyourfault.”