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“I know that look,” Harry observed.

Draco’s eyes flickered to him and then back. “What look?”

“You’re plotting something. What?”

“I’m thinking of ways to embarrass Crabe later. He never told me he was interested in Millicent.”

Harry looked over and saw the two Slytherins in question chatting in a manner that was a little more than friendly.

“Well, you didn’t tell him about being a Veriae and me, did you?”

Draco had the grace to look uncomfortable. “No, but that’s different.”

Harry was confused. “How?”

“I don’t know. But I’ll think of something.”

Harry just laughed and took a sip of butterbeer.

Ron looked a bit worried as he turned to Hermione. “You know I haven’t seen Harry anywhere today. Are you sure he was OK with this?”

Hermione smiled. “Yes, Ron, I’m sure. He had someone to spend the day with.”

Ron’s eyes widened a bit. “Really?”

“Really.”

A comfortable silence had fallen over the two boys, and Harry noticed that time had stretched into the late afternoon, when Draco said, “I don’t hate you anymore, you know.”

The silence that followed was not as comfortable. “I don’t hate you anymore either.” Harry finally replied, thinking a bit and then adding. “In fact, I think I might like you.”

He looked up to find silver eyes looking at him with a strange expression. “Sometimes… I’m not sure if it’s me or the Veriae who likes you,” Draco said slowly, “but it’s becoming harder to distinguish between the two of them.”