Chapter beta: Dani
Chapter translator: Aivy
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The next morning, I was up early at my normal time and left my sleeping blonde devil to finally run again. Over a week, I hadn't managed to do that. When I almost bumped into Harry in front of the door, we both looked at each other completely surprised, but then I was happy about having a running partner.
A cautious smile spread across Harry's face and he held the door open for me in silent invite which I gladly accepted. Thus, we ran our rounds in the still cool morning air in amicable peace. No words, questions, or accusations came over Harry's lips. It was simple camaraderie, a shared run.
That was very beautiful and reassuring. He was no longer so quick-tempered. It was good that despite all the differences that still existed between us, there was nevertheless this opportunity for us to share some time in silence together. That meant a lot to me.
I showed him my usual path and he memorized it. As we approached the cottage again, I addressed him:
"Harry, while we haven't gotten you a second wand, you shouldn't run alone. No, don't fly off the handle! You can run, but I'll ask Blaise to accompany you in the morning."
"Why? ... No, that sounds stupid, I know why. The danger is everywhere! Why Blaise?" he asked more precisely.
"The Twins have to go to work, Daphne and Astoria aren't battle tested and Draco and I aren't always here either, so Blaise is the only one left. - He'll be ecstatic," I added sardonically, knowing the Slytherin was terribly grumpy in the morning.
"Where will you and Draco be?" It was clear, he asked the easiest question to answer. Great, really great! But I was lucky too, because the moment I opened the door and had just opened my mouth to answer, I was already interrupted.
"There you are. Quickly come into the kitchen, Draco is about to send out a rescue squad," Fred snarled, leaving the surprised Harry and me behind. We followed him obediently into the kitchen, where Draco stood, already prepared, glaring angrily at us when we entered.
"Where were you? Disappearing without a word!" he hissed, visibly upset as he had been worried.
"Where do you think? Out, running," came the reply very succinctly from me.
"Couldn't you have said something?" Draco sounded very blasé when saying that. Harry looked at both of us alternately, but held back discreetly.
"How should I know that the idea wouldn't come to you?" I snapped back in displeasure because if I could do one thing well, it was taking care and defending myself.
"A headless Blaise kicks me out of bed because Potter is gone and then I see that you've disappeared too. What was I meant to think in that moment?" he hissed angrily. But okay, if he said it like that, it didn't sound so great. We noticed that everyone, except Blaise, had gathered in the kitchen and were in different states of excitement. They were ready to start looking for us and, if necessary, save us.
"Sorry, Draco, that wasn't what we intended. Harry and I met at the door-" I tried, but Draco interrupted me brusquely.
"Potter, you moron! You can't go running alone without a weapon!" he hissed reproachfully again and stared Harry down. Based on my knowledge how close the Manor was, I had to agree with my Cerberus. It was too dangerous for Harry to go out alone.
"You know, Malf-" Harry wanted to get started, but I put my hand on his arm and stopped him.
"You're absolutely right, Draco! No, Harry, he really is. He's just worried. Don't look like that - ahhrr, neither should you, Draco! - but he's right, you really shouldn't go out alone. That's why I already told Harry that Blaise would now accompany him every morning on his run," I tried to calm both sides. Gosh, they were really exhausting. Somehow, I hadn't expected it any other way.

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