"I'm afraid not," Harry said. It was clear that he was trying to sound gentle, and also clear that he was trying to suppress a good deal of condescension and not quite succeeding. "I'm sorry, Draco, but you don't even know what the word
"Because I don't know enough science," Draco said, carefully keeping his voice neutral.
Harry shook his head at that. "The problem isn't that you're ignorant of specific science things like deoxyribose nucleic acid.
"I see," said Draco, his voice sounding disappointed.
Harry's voice tried to gentle itself even more. "I'll try to respect your expertise, Draco, about things like people stuff. But you need to respect my expertise too, and there's just no
"I understand," said Draco.
And he did.
The memory rose up in Draco of how sick inside it had felt last night, knowing Harry was screaming.
Draco thought some more bad words.
Fine. He
Instead, Harry would live on, just so that Draco could tell him that it had all been for Harry's own good, really, he ought to be grateful -
And with a sudden twitch of surprised pleasure, Draco realized that it actually
That made it
Draco would take all of Harry's dreams away from him, just as Harry had done to him.
Draco would tell Harry that it had been for his own good, and it would be absolutely true.
Draco would wield the Conspiracy and the power of science to purify the wizarding world, and Father would be as proud of him as if he'd been a Death Eater.
Harry Potter's evil plots would be foiled, and the forces of right would prevail.
The perfect revenge.
Unless...
Draco didn't have words to describe exactly what was wrong with Harry's mind -
(since Draco had never heard the term
- but he could guess what sort of plots it implied.
...unless all that was exactly what Harry
No. That way lay
And beside Draco, Harry walked along with a smile on his face, thinking about the evolutionary origins of human intelligence.
In the beginning, before people had quite understood how evolution worked, they'd gone around thinking crazy ideas like