Harry Potter and the Path to Xanthos
"Are you ok?!" Draco whisper-shouted in Harry's face.
Now, Harry couldn't see all that well without his glasses, but he could make out that Draco looked a bit different — his features a bit more defined with less baby fat. His voice, too, sounded a bit lower, cracking almost like Harry's does occasionally.
Harry nodded his head, his mind reeling.
"W-w-wha' are y-you d-doin' here?!" Harry whisper-shouted back between his smushed cheeks.
"I've come to rescue you, of course!"
