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He sat by the fire while the others were gone, not realizing that Potter had stayed behind also. The door opened up and made him jump, staring at Potter in the eyes. His stomach turned at the look he was receiving and didn’t understand why he was acting so cold.
“Why am I here?” He finally asked hoping to get some answers.
“I’m wondering that myself. I only sent the invitation out of guilt, but didn’t think you would actually show up. Where’s Draco?” Harry asked.
“Home. He was smarter than me and stayed away.”
“Maybe you should have too.”