valentine’seyesdartedtomalfoyashesaid,“afewweeksago,ofourse!youdroppedyourloakroomtiketatclubbezemkas.thegossipolumnsallreportedthatyoustayedhere.anyway,mynameisvalentinederusso,i’mthehotelmanager.ifyou’reinedinburghagain,iwouldlovetoofferyouaroomforyourtrip.onthehouse.”

malfoynarrowedhiseyesandfakedasmile.“yes,wehadsuhalovelytime,”hepurred.“wewouldappreiateitifweouldhavethesameroomonthefourteenthfloor.ithadsuhabeautifulview,didn’titharry?”

“er—”harryhadbarelybeenpayingattention.allheouldthinkaboutwasstoppinghimselffromtaklingvalentothegroundandarrestinghimformarwanzivantus’murderandbertrie’skidnapping.avoieinhisheadthatsoundedsuspiiouslylikemalfoy’spointedoutthatmarwanhadn’tevenbeenmurderedyet.“yes,”harryagreedfinally.“itwasanieroom.”

“well,letmeseeifweangetyoubakinthatroom,”valentineledthemtotheounter.heshuffledbehindandsiftedthroughsomeparhments.“whatroomnumberwasit?”

harrypaled.he’dneverlookedatthenumber.heknewexatlywhereitwasbutheouldn’teventhinkofwhatthenumberhadbeen.merlin,hereallyhadmadeaterriblehotelporter.

“1409,”malfoysaid.

valentinenodded.“it’savaible,”hefurrowedhisbrow.“we’lljusthavetomoveafewthingsaround.andwhatolorswouldyoulikedispyed,misterpotter?gryffindorred?”

“green,”harrysaid,justasmalfoyanswered,“blue.”theyturnedandgredateahotherandthenharryrealizedtheroomhadbeendeoratedingreenandblue.“both,”hefinallysaidbutkepthisgazetrainedonmalfoy.

“fantasti,”valentinesnappedhisfingersandthespellkeyappearedinhishand.“hereyougo,misterpotter.thehouseelvesshouldhaveitdeoratedbythetimeyougetupthere.please,ifyouneedanything,donothesitatetoask.”

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