harryfrowned.“whosaidshewasbeingheldaptive?”malfoybroketheirstareandpretendedtobeiedinthevinesrawlingupthettieofanearbyhome.harrytookasteploserandmademalfoylookathim.“thepapersandthesignsjustsaymissing.whatdoyouknowthattherestofusdon’t?”

“thisispratiallymuggleedinburgh,eversworn.whereareyoutakingme?”malfoywalkedbesidehim,andharryould’veswornhedidn’trememberinvitingthegitalong.hewasabouttosayasmuh,butmalfoyasked,ahintofworryinhisvoie,“don’ttellmeshe’sallthewayouthere?”

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“idon’tknowwhatyoumean,”malfoystillrefusedtolookathim.

“youpntobreakin?”harrywasn’tsurewhyhewassurprised.“haveyounotmetyourweeklyquotaofommittingburgries?”

malfoyalmostsneeredbutseemtoathhimself.“andwhatwasyourpn,knokonthedoorandalmlyaskwhoeverisholdingheraptivetopolitelygiveherup?”

harryshookhisheadandpointedtothefamiliartownhomeontheblok.“justthere,”hesaid.malfoyswattedharry’shanddownandpulledhimtothesideofthehouses.“whatareyoudoing,malfoy?”

“weangoinfromthebak,throughthegarden.”

se,”thistlewikassured.“it’sallverymessyuptherewhatwiththemurderofmisterzivantus.”

unabletostophimselffromexhalingirritably,harrytookastepbakandrossedhisarms.theaddedspaebetweenthemdrewalookfrommalfoy.ifheknewmorethanhewassaying,harryhadtogetasmuhinformationasheould,whihm

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