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Harry sat in his old room in 4 Privet Drive.

Just a couple of weeks, and then he'll go back to Grimmauld Place.

"You'll spend the first few weeks of summer in 4 Privet Drive," Dumbledore said.

"Do I not have a say in this?" Harry protested.

"No." Dumbledore said.

Harry turned to Sirius and Lupin, whom Dumbledore called to Hogwarts, for support.

"We're sorry Harry, but we think Dumbledore's right." Remus said, with a sad look on his face.

"It's just a couple of weeks." Sirius assured him.

Harry barely ate, nearly slept, the nightmares kept him up. That night in the graveyard. Cedric's death. Occasionally, it would be Draco falling dead, and not Cedric.

Draco was staying in Malfoy Manor. Dumbledore made it clear to Harry that he is not to try and reach out to him. Harry was not going to anyways. He saw Lucius Malfoy in the graveyard that night, and he knew better.

He missed him, though.

Harry spent many hours of each day just staring at the picture Draco gave him for Christmas. What he wouldn't give to be by the lake next to Draco right now…

When he wasn't worrying about Voldemort, or daydreaming about Draco, he was reading the Daily Prophets that Sirius has been sending him against Dumbledore's wishes.

No mention whatsoever of Voldemort or his return. If anything, it seemed the ministry has decided to launch a campaign against him, Harry, portraying him as both a traumatized kid and a genius mastermind at the same time.

"They gotta choose…" He told Sirius over the mirrors.

"I'm so sorry, Harry." Sirius replied, "Fudge is denying that Voldemort is back."

"That's dumb!"

"That's politics…" Sirius said, and then added: "but, yeah. It's dumb."

Harry said nothing.

"How are you holding up?" Sirius asked.

Harry stared into the mirror, looked down, and then started crying.

"Hey, hey, it's okay."

"I miss you and Remus," he said, "and I miss him."

Sirius reassured him that they'll be coming to get him soon.

"What about Draco?"

Draco was sitting on his bed in Malfoy Manor, holding a letter Harry left for him their last day in Hogwarts before they left for the summer. He has probably read it a million times at this point, and there he was reading it again.

Right before he left for the summer, Dumbledore called him to his office.

"Your father was there tonight." Dumbledore told Draco, "I watched Harry's memory." He pointed to the Pensieve.

Draco knew his father was sympathetic to the Dark Lord's cause, but he did not know whether the rumors were true: that his father was a Death Eater.

"I know it's hard to take in." Dumbledore said, when Draco said nothing.

"I…" Draco started saying, but then fell silent.

"Do you love him?" Dumbledore asked, "Harry…" Dumbledore added, when Draco looked up.

"How…" Draco was about to ask, but Dumbledore interrupted to answer.

"I am very observant," Dumbledore simply says.

"I do." Draco answers.

"Then you know what side you must choose, do you?" Dumbledore now looked at Draco from above his glasses, anticipating his response.

"I do." Draco did not hesitate.

"Very well," Dumbledore concluded.

Draco missed Harry dearly, but he realized the danger he would put himself and Harry in if he was not careful.

He just finished reading Harry's letter. He's reading it again.