harry’s eyebrows rose. “happy reading, i guess,” he finally said.
“it’s really iing atually. many of our own ustoms were based after the veriae ustoms, suh as the whole ‘head of the house’ idea, whih ame from the veriae aspetus.”
“y to o expin all this, right?”
&’s a ompliated system. harry, you look dead o. you should try to sleep.”
after harry had gohe boys dormitory, hermione frowned worriedly ahe paragraph she had been absorbed in before harry ame down.
it takes months, and in some ases years, for veriae to learn to ontrs beause just having their wihe veriae proo rash mood swi of the wings is to protet the veriae at all ost, and thus for the first few mohe first rebirth the slightest a them off. but it is ii while the veriae may o ohe veriae’s ihe touh of the veriae’s soul mate makes eve, most ahers instaheir soft form so as not to hurt the veriae’s intended.
“oh my, harry what have you gotteo now?” hermione whispered worriedly. absorbed ihe girl long i.
luius malfoy sat wathier aiing motiohe room went dark, his sight now fousing ily on the small harred irle that the rily on his finger—had left in the floor.
dumbledore sat absently strokihers, thinking bak to when he had first seehihe two boys, after faoi to him, ahis would affet the onoming war.
drao malfoy slept soundly, his eyes flikering to a olor old underh losed eyelids, a soundly, enlosed in his bk aura.
and up in the gryffindor boys’ dormitory, harry potter slept soundly as well, eetive bk t out all the nightmares.
chapter 5: mathing auras
“you look three-fourths dead,” luius stated as snape made his way i seven in the m.
“thanks f,” s bak spitefully. “seeing as you’re the reason i and forty other people are like this right now.” he ut weight o were loath to do anything. “and why in merli you keep the fire going?”
luius shrugged in the dark mihe dungeon room) as his eyes wahe diretion of the firepe. there was a slight shift ihe room a up from nothing, floodih light.
“i hate when you do that,” sered, slowly making his way to the ouh.
“it’s as natural to me as your wand is to you,” luius ommented asually.
“and drao’s goio do that?” snape eased his cruio-battered body onto the plush ushions of the ouh. “i’m getting too old for this.”
luius’s eyebrows rose. “a i’m older than you.” swithiiake it he was slightly displeased.”
“furious, seething, fire and brimstone and all that. you , he was ten times worse. not a fun evening.”
“sou.” a pause. “you’re ieah today.”
&o. albus has me teahing both potiohis year. too ma ahem all.”
“i’ll over them for you. i o do anyway.” luius smirked. “i’m sure i an thio do in your defehe subjet of the dark arts.”
“emphases on defense, luius.”
the elder malfoy raised an eyebrow. “ruin my fun will you?”
“that’s my job,” sered, his body slipping into sleep.
“one of many,” luius remarked bef up. he o have a disussioer.
“harry, mate. you o sooer.” ron’s vued with the lump that y harry.
“don’t wanna,” harry mumbled into his pillow.
“yeah, i would you have to.”
“ron, it’s monday.”
“and you have p, i khis every week.”
harry had to admit that ron had a point.
“harry, if you do up i’m goio resort to drasti measures—”