IF I DIE, HE'D BE ALL RIGHT, HE'D PROBABLY GIVE ME A FREEBIE. I WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT EVERYTHING BEING GOOD, BUT AT LEAST THERE'S A WAY TO LET YOU HELP ME MAKE THE BEST OF THINGS.
"YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY, I'LL DO IT ALL THE BEST I CAN."
I NODDED AND STARTED TO GO DOWN. THOUGH I WOULDN'T LEAVE HIM FOR LONG. I'D EVEN LIKE TO, BUT I DIDN'T HAVE OTHER THINGS TO DO. A LOT OF HOW I TREATED HIM WOULD DETERMINE HOW MUCH I WOULD CARE FOR HIM, SO THERE'S THAT.
"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY?" HARRY ASKED, TRYING TO LOOK BACK AT ME WITH ONE MORE NOD.
I GAVE THE BOY AN ANXIOUS LOOK.
"I'M TRYING TO GO INTO HIDING FIRST," I SAID QUIETLY, LOOKING HARRY'S GAZE DOWN FROM THE MIRROR. "YOU CAN SAY YOU'RE LOOKING FOR HARRY POTTER."
"YEAH, BUT I'M NOT GOING TO TELL HIS PARENTS I'M HERE SO SOON," SAID HARRY WITH EASE. "I DON'T KNOW WHEN, BUT I'M HERE TO HELP YOU, ANYWAY."
I SHOOK MY HEAD AS HE LOOKED UP.
"LET ME KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES AT THE OFFICE. I'LL WAIT OUT ALL THIS TIME."
"OH. WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO DO AT THIS POINT? LEAVE HIM HERE IN HIS HIDEOUT. OR AT LEAST I KNOW I
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