!”

“yeswean,”hesaid,“andwealreadyhave.i’veseenit.”

“whatdoyoumean?”

harryouldn’thelpthesuddenonsummatesmileonhisfae.“isawmyselfthatday.iwasintheelevator,drao,anditstoppedonthefourteenthfloor.twopeoplewerearguinginthehallwayoutsidearoom,ourroom,andthepersoninthehallwaywasme.iwaswearingthissameoutfit!”

malfoystaredinshok.heblinkedandthenlookedaway.“yousawyourself?”

“yes.”

“andyoudidn’tthinkthatwasimportant?youdidn’tthinkyoushouldtellsomeone?”malfoy’svoierose,angerfhisfeaturesintoatensesowl.“you,saintpotter,keptsomethinghiddenthatouldhavepotentiallyhangedeverything.”

“how?”harrywasgettingangrynow,too.“howwouldtheknowledgeofmebeinginthathallway,orsomeformofme,havehelped?”

malfoyletoutanunsteadyexhale.“itdoesn’tmatternow,doesit?”

harryrolledhiseyes,“i’mgoing,youanomeorstayhereforalliare.”malfoypointedhiswandatthepntandmutteredsomethingunderhisbreath.thepntshrunktothesizeofahootefrog,andmalfoypikeditupandputitinhispoket.“yououldn’thavedhatearlier?”

theblondsmirked.“youseemedtoenjoyarryingitaround.”

theywalkedthetwobloksbaktotheashtylinsilene.harrydidn’tknowwhattheywoulddowhentheygotthere.itwashoursuntiltheiwouldtakepe.whentheyreahedthehotelentrane,malfoystoppedharryfromgoinginside.“itoldyou,”harrystartedbutmalfoyraisedahandtosilenehim.