quietly went out of his habitacióny noticed that the door was locked, Harry Potter and did not expect it to haunt him in the hallway. First he went to the door where he played Teddy smoothly.
Nobody answered.
returned to play a littlee, o. Draco stepped forward and knocked at the center had a crown made of peacock feathers of a brilliant turquoise.
Once again, nobody answered.
touched Draco one last time and waited, but no one answered. I was beginning to feel frustrated. "Nobody cared who was staying at the house of Potter? Nobody wanted to visit his family? At this point perhaps to the company would be happy Harry.
regression He walkedso the main house and found it very quiet. He went on tiptoe to the kitchen where he stole another piece of delicious cake and then Harry began to wander. Apparently the house was empty, maybe everyone had gone to the village.
He walked unhurriedly around the room. It was very cozy with oversized furniture and crackling fireplace. He sat for a moment by the window overlooking the front to see a butterfly flying idle on garden flowers.
the corner of his eye he saw a narrow staircase that had caught his attention & oacute n skin. "It was a tree with a hole at the top and apart from the fact that it had no roof or canopy was still alive. In fact still alive, can you smell it? "Said breathing deeply.
Of course, Draco could smell it and it fit perfectly with what we had thought the room to see him. "Es .. nice, I admit. It's a little boy, but - "
He was abruptly interrupted by the laughter of Harry. "You are completely incapable of just saying a compliment, right?" He asked.
"I do not feel fresk Draco.
"And you will not see. No, I have none, nor ever intend to have it. Here we all do our stuff, we all share the load and everything is done well enough without having to hire a slave, "said Harry.
"Slave? The elves are not slaves! They are only servants to cook, wash and clean, "he protested.
"So what is your definition of a slave, Malfoy? Hogwarts you complained that I was treated like a slave when you had to meet a miserable punishment in the forestwhich prohibited, "Harry reminded him.
Draco grimaced and to remember that and said no more. Began reviewing the massive volumes covering shelves wondering how he would have acquired some of them since most were rare to say the least.
It was not until he came to a bookcase in a corner he saw several copies of a book that did not seem important. "Potter," asked, "What in the name of Merlin, why have so many copies of the book?"
& ldquo; "Hm?" Harry said absently. Had returned to work as Draco checked the shelves and until then he realized what he was watching.
"These books," said Draco's annoying, "you must have more than fifty copies," he said.
"Sixty-two," Harry corrected him. "All are copies of a muggle book I had when I was a child. The Velveteen Rabbit, "he said.
"Why have so many? & Amp; rdquo; asked Draco who was curious to understand how the twisted mind of Potter.
"Every time I see a copy at a used book store, buy it," he said quietly, seemingly lost in thought. I was doing it to slide over hand through his hair disheveled and biting his lip. Draco fought the urge to pull that poor pink lips of his torture before Harry hurt him severely.
"It seems foolish not possibly be as good," said Draco. "And I doubt that the story changes from book to book." CH TMLXC
"The book I had as a child had been my mother as a child. My aunt did not know I teníay used to read all night in my cupboard, "he said."Cupboard" asked Draco.
"It was my room until I was eleven years old, was the cupboard under the stairs was," he said casually as if it were not important.
"What? So we try to better our-elves, "shouted Draco ListenI, has been from my mom and had something written on the first page. It was a little message from my grandmother to my mother. "
" What did he say? "Asked Draco suddenly find fascinating history.
"To my dear Lily, the world give you the most precious gifts of life and that someday you can pass this book to your baby," recited from memory Harry. "The firm said," your loving mother, Rose, '"he said.
& ldquo, "Then why all these?" asked Draco.
"Well, when my uncle found me with the book, I removed it and sold it at a garage sale and never saw him again. I know I never meet him, I can not help but buy all the books I find, "he said, shrugging sadly.
"Oh, I think ... well I think it makes more sense now. I'm sorry I laughed, "he said. The loss felt by the fact that Lucius was in prison was tormento for him and that he could visit his father occasionally. I could not imagine the pain you must be unable to return to never see either parent.
Harry's eyes flashed for a split second, but soon became calm. "It is nonsense, are not the first person I make jokes about it."
"But even so," said Draco, he was not eager to retell 'sorry' and less than nothing to Potter. With once was enough.
"Have you read?" QuestionsHarry gently tó.
"A muggle book? No, my father would hit me if I had met with a trinket like that, "said Draco.
Harry got up to go where Draco stood. He bent down and for a moment it seemed as if to kiss him, but at the last moment she turned to go to one of the books. Draco's heart was beating fast because of the proximity, but were forced to stay calm by watching his movements.
He gave one of the newest books smiling. "Deb
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