Had it been one of my friends I'd have scoffed and told them to get their head checked. Had it been my older brother or one of my cousins I would've hit them on the arm and told them to mind. Had it been one of his fan club I would most certainly have set them straight then proceeded to lectured their ears off about such ridiculous questions.

But this was my Aunt Ro. The great, wise Rowena Ravenclaw.

I turned to see Henry was stationed next to me, smiling. But it was not the usual wickedly mischievious grin and it did not reach his eyes. But it was slightly amused. He looked even more handsome up close. It was devistating. The sprinkle of freckles smattered across his perfectly angled nose made him look almost innocent. His eyes were not there usual glittering spectical. They were tight and cautious for inexplicable reasons. Something was slightly off about him. Something was not quite right since the last encounter I'd suffered.

Silence is golden, confusion is silver but fury takes the bronze.

Sneaking. Spying. Shouting. Shocking.