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\begin_layout Chapter
Machiavellian Intelligence Hypothesis
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Act 3:
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D
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raco
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waited in a small windowed alcove he'd found near the Great Hall, stomach
churning.
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There would be a price, and it would not be small.
Draco had known that as soon as he'd woken up and realized that he didn't
dare enter the Great Hall for breakfast because he might see Harry Potter
there and Draco didn't know what would happen after that.
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Footsteps approached.
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“Here ya go,” said Vincent's voice.
“Now da boss ain't in a good mood today, so ya'd better watch your step.”
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Draco was going to skin that idiot alive and send back the flayed body with
a request for a more intelligent servant, like a dead gerbil.
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One set of footsteps went off, and the other set of footsteps came closer.
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The churning in Draco's stomach got worse.
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Harry Potter came into sight.
His face was carefully neutral, but his blue-trimmed robes looked oddly
askew, as if they hadn't been put on quite right
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“
\emph on
Your hand,
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” Draco said without thinking about it at all.
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Harry raised his left arm, as though to look at it himself.
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The hand dangled limply from it, like something dead.
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“Madam Pomfrey said it's not permanent,” Harry said quietly.
“She said it should mostly recover by the time classes start tomorrow.”
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For a single instant the news came as a relief.
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And then Draco realized.
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“You went to Madam Pomfrey,” whispered Draco.
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“Of course I did,” said Harry Potter, as though stating the obvious.
“My hand wasn't working.”
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It was slowly dawning on Draco what an
\emph on
absolute
\emph default
fool he'd been, far worse than the older Slytherins he'd chewed out.
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He'd just taken for granted that no one would go to the authorities when
a Malfoy did something to them.
That no one would want Lucius Malfoy's eye on them, ever.
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But Harry Potter wasn't a frightened little Hufflepuff trying to stay out
of the game.
He was already playing it, and Father's eye was already on him.
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“What else did Madam Pomfrey say?” said Draco, his heart in his throat.
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“Professor Flitwick said that the spell cast on my hand had been a Dark
torture hex and extremely serious business, and that refusing to say who
did it was absolutely unacceptable.”
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There was a long pause.
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“And then?” Draco said in a shaking voice.
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Harry Potter smiled slightly.
“I apologized deeply, which made Professor Flitwick look
\emph on
very
\emph default
stern, and then I told Professor Flitwick that the whole thing was, indeed,
extremely serious, secret,
\emph on
delicate
\emph default
business, and that I'd already informed the Headmaster about the project.”
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Draco gasped.
“No! Flitwick isn't going to just accept that! He'll check with Dumbledore!”
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“Indeed,” said Harry Potter.
“I was promptly hauled off to the Headmaster's office.”
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Draco was trembling now.
If Dumbledore brought Harry Potter before the Wizengamot, willingly or
otherwise, and had the Boy-Who-Lived testify under Veritaserum that Draco
had tortured him… too many people loved Harry Potter, Father could
\emph on
lose
\emph default
that vote…
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Father might be able to convince Dumbledore not to do that, but it would
\emph on
cost.
\emph default
Cost terribly.
The game had rules now, you couldn't just threaten someone at random any
more.
But Draco had walked into Dumbledore's hands of his own free will.
And Draco was a very valuable hostage.
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Though since Draco couldn't be a Death Eater now, he wasn't as valuable
as Father thought.
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The thought tore at his heart like a Cutting Charm.
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“Then what?” whispered Draco.
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“Dumbledore deduced immediately that it was you.
He knew we'd been associating.”
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The worst possible scenario.
If Dumbledore hadn't guessed who did it, he might not have risked using
Legilimency just to find out… but if Dumbledore
\emph on
knew…
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“And?” Draco forced out the word.
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“We had a little chat.”
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“And?”
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Harry Potter grinned.
“And I explained that it would be in his best interest not to do anything.”
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Draco's mind ran into a brick wall and splattered.
He just stared at Harry Potter with his mouth hanging slack like a fool.
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It took that long for Draco to remember.
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Harry knew Dumbledore's mysterious secret, the one Snape used as his hold.
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Draco could just see it now.
Dumbledore looking all stern, concealing his eagerness as he explained
to Harry what a terribly serious matter this was.
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And Harry politely telling Dumbledore to keep his mouth shut if he knew
what was good for him.
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Father had warned Draco against people like this, people who could ruin
you and still be so likable that it was hard to hate them properly.
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“After which,” Harry said, “the Headmaster told Professor Flitwick that
this was, indeed, a secret and delicate matter of which he had already
been informed, and that he did not think pressing it at this time would
help me or anyone.
Professor Flitwick started to say something about the Headmaster's usual
plotting going much too far, and I had to interrupt at that point and explain
that it had been my
\emph on
own
\emph default
idea and not anything the Headmaster forced me into, so Professor Flitwick
spun around and started lecturing
\emph on
me
\emph default
, and the Headmaster interrupted
\emph on
him
\emph default
and said that as the Boy-Who-Lived I was doomed to have weird and dangerous
adventures so I was safer if I got into them on purpose instead of waiting
for them to happen by accident, and that was when Professor Flitwick threw
up his little hands and started shrieking in a high-pitched voice at
\emph on
both
\emph default
of us about how he didn't care what we were cooking up together, but this
wasn't ever to happen again for as long as I was in Ravenclaw House or
he would have me thrown out and I could go to Gryffindor which was where
all this
\emph on
Dumbledoring
\emph default
belonged
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”
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Harry was making it
\emph on
very
\emph default
hard for Draco to hate him.
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“Anyway,” Harry said, “I didn't want to be thrown out of Ravenclaw, so I
promised Professor Flitwick that nothing like this would happen again,
and if it did, I would just tell him who did it.”
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Harry's eyes should have been cold.
They weren't.
The voice should have made it a deadly threat.
It wasn't.
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And Draco saw the question that should have been obvious, and it killed
the mood in an instant.
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“Why… didn't you?”
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Harry walked over to the window, into the small beam of sunlight shining
into the alcove, and turned his head outward, toward the green grounds
of Hogwarts.
The brightness shone on him, on his robes, on his face.
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“Why didn't I?” Harry said.
His voice caught.
“I guess because I just couldn't get angry at you.
I knew I'd hurt you first.
I won't even call it fair, because what I did to you was worse than what
you did to me.”
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It was like running into another brick wall.
Harry could have been speaking archaic Greek for all Draco understood him
then.
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Draco's mind scrabbled for patterns and came up flat blank.
The statement was a concession that hadn't been in Harry's best interests.
It wasn't even what Harry should say to make Draco a more loyal servant,
now that Harry held power over him.
For that Harry should be emphasizing how kindly he'd been, not how much
he'd hurt Draco.
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“Even so,” Harry said, and now his voice was lower, almost a whisper, “please
don't do that again, Draco.
It hurt, and I'm not sure I could forgive you a second time.
I'm not sure I'd be able to want to.”
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Draco just didn't get it.
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Was Harry trying to be
\emph on
friends
\emph default
with him?
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There was no way Harry Potter could be dumb enough to believe that was still
possible after what he'd done.
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You could be someone's friend and ally, like Draco had tried to do with
Harry, or you could destroy their life and leave them no other options.
Not both.
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But then Draco didn't understand what else Harry
\emph on
could
\emph default
be trying.
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And a strange thought came to Draco then, something Harry had kept talking
about yesterday.
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And the thought was:
\emph on
Test it.
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\emph on
You're awakened as a scientist now,
\emph default
Harry had said,
\emph on
and even if you never learn to use your power, you'll always, be looking,
for ways, to test, your beliefs…
\emph default
Those ominous words, spoken in gasps of agony, had kept running through
Draco's mind.
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If Harry
\emph on
was
\emph default
pretending to be the repentant friend who had accidentally hurt someone…
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“You
\emph on
planned
\emph default
what you did to me!” Draco said, managing to put a note of accusation in
his voice.
“You didn't do it because you got angry, you did it because you
\emph on
wanted
\emph default
to!”
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\emph on
Fool,
\emph default
Harry Potter would say,
\emph on
of course I planned it, and now you're mine
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Harry turned back toward Draco.
“What happened yesterday
\emph on
wasn't
\emph default
the plan,” Harry said, his voice seeming stuck in his throat.
“The
\emph on
plan
\emph default
was that I would teach you why you were always better off knowing the truth,
and then we would try together to discover the truth about blood, and whatever
the answer was we would accept it.
Yesterday I… rushed things.”
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“Always better off knowing the truth,” Draco said coldly.
“Like you did me a
\emph on
favor.
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Harry nodded, blowing Draco's mind completely, and said, “What if Lucius
comes up with the same idea I did, that the problem is stronger wizards
having fewer children? He might start a program to pay the strongest purebloods
to have more children.
In fact, if blood purism
\emph on
were
\emph default
right, that's just what Lucius
\emph on
should
\emph default
be doing
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addressing the problem on
\emph on
his
\emph default
side, where he can make things happen right away.
Right now, Draco, you're the only friend Lucius has who would try to stop
him from wasting the effort, because you're the only one who knows the
\emph on
real
\emph default
truth and can predict the real results.”
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The thought came to Draco that Harry Potter had been raised in a place so
strange that he was now effectively a magical creature rather than a wizard.
Draco simply couldn't guess what Harry would say or do next.
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“
\emph on
Why?
\emph default
” Draco said.
Putting pain and betrayal into his voice wasn't hard at all.
“Why did you
\emph on
do
\emph default
this to me? What
\emph on
was
\emph default
your plan?”
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“Well,” Harry said, “you're Lucius's heir, and believe it or not, Dumbledore
thinks I belong to him.
So we could grow up and fight their battles with each other.
Or we could do something else.”
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Slowly, Draco's mind wrapped around this.
“You want to provoke a fight to the finish between them, then seize power
after they're both exhausted.” Draco felt cold dread in his chest.
He would
\emph on
have
\emph default
to try and stop that no matter the cost to himself
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But Harry shook his head.
“Stars above,
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no!
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”
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“No…?”
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“You wouldn't go along with that and neither would I,” said Harry.
“This is
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world, we don't want to break it.
But imagine, say, Lucius thought the Conspiracy was your tool and you were
on his side, Dumbledore thought the Conspiracy was my tool and I was on
his side, Lucius thought that you'd turned me and Dumbledore believed the
Conspiracy was mine, Dumbledore thought that I'd turned you and Lucius
believed the Conspiracy was yours, and so they both helped us out but only
in ways that the other one wouldn't notice.”
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Draco did not have to fake being speechless.
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Father had once taken him to see a play called
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The Tragedy of Light
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, about this
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incredibly
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clever Slytherin named Light who'd set out to purify the world of evil
using an ancient ring that could kill anyone whose name and face he knew,
and who'd been opposed by another incredibly clever Slytherin, a villain
named Lawliet, who'd worn a disguise to conceal his true face; and Draco
had shouted and cheered at all the right parts, especially in the middle;
and then the play had ended sadly and Draco had been hugely disappointed
and Father had gently pointed out that the word `Tragedy' was right there
in the title.
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Afterward, Father had asked Draco if he understood why they had gone to
see this play.
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Draco had said it was to teach him to be as cunning as Light and Lawliet
when he grew up.
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Father had said that Draco couldn't possibly be more wrong, and pointed
out that while Lawliet had cleverly concealed his face there had been no
good reason for him to tell Light his
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.
Father had then gone on to demolish almost every part of the play, while
Draco listened with his eyes growing wider and wider.
And Father had finished by saying that plays like this were
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always
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unrealistic, because if the playwright had known what someone
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as smart as Light would
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That was when Father had told Draco about the Rule of Three, which was that
any plot which required more than three different things to happen would
never work in real life.
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Father had
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as complicated as possible
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, the real limit was two.
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Draco couldn't even find words to describe the sheer gargantuan unworkability
of Harry's master plan.
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But it was
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just
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the sort of mistake you would make if you didn't have any mentors and thought
you were clever and had learned about plotting by watching plays.
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“So,” said Harry, “what do you think of the plan?”
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“It's clever…” Draco said slowly.
Shouting
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brilliant!
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and gasping in awe would have looked too suspicious.
“Harry, can I ask a question?”
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“Sure,” said Harry.
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“Why did you buy Granger an expensive pouch?”
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“To show no hard feelings,” said Harry at once.
“Though I expect she'll also feel awkward if she refuses any small requests
I make over the next couple of months.”
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And that was when Draco realized that Harry actually
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was
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trying to be his friend.
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Harry's move against Granger
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had
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been smart, maybe even brilliant.
Make your enemy not suspect you,
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and
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put them into your debt in a friendly way so that you could maneuver them
into position
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just by asking them
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.
Draco couldn't have gotten away with that, his target would have been too
suspicious, but the Boy-Who-Lived
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could.
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So the first step of Harry's plot was to give his enemy an expensive present,
Draco wouldn't have thought of that, but it could
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work…
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If you were Harry's enemy, his plots might be hard to see through at first,
they might even be stupid, but his reasoning would make
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sense
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once you understood it, you would comprehend that he was trying to hurt
you.
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The way Harry was acting toward Draco right now did
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not
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make sense.
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Because if you were Harry's
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friend,
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then he tried to be friends with you in the alien, incomprehensible way
he'd been raised by Muggles to do, even if it meant destroying your entire
life.
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The silence stretched.
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“I know that I've abused our friendship terribly,” Harry said finally.
“But please realize, Draco, that in the end, I just wanted the two of us
to find the truth together.
Is that something you can forgive?”
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A fork with two paths, but with only one path easy to go back on later if
Draco changed his mind…
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“I guess I understand what you were trying to do,” Draco lied, “so yes.”
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Harry's eyes lit up.
“I'm glad to hear that, Draco,” he said softly.
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The two students stood in that alcove, Harry still dipped in the lone sunbeam,
Draco in shadow.
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