Not All Muggles Are Muggles (and Salazar admits it!)
Chapter V
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Will Mark let it slip that Harry's a wizard? Will Harry go visit his family's vault? Find out more about the family's estates and the Blacks?
Thank you for reviewing, again! Not telling, maybe and yes, eventually!
Last time:
Harry arrived last and was the only one to notice that Mark's collar was not lying flat, as though… and Mark seemed upset and quieter than even his usually shy self.
Having been held by his shirt collar many times himself, courtesy of Vernon Dursley, Harry knew what had caused the creasing in his shirt. However, Harry could not think of who could have threatened him. Mark's sisters were unpleasant, yes, but they wouldn't hurt him with their mother present, surely. And Claudia wouldn't allow any of the Dursleys to- so what was going on?
Rowan had not been around either, where was he? Harry decided that he'd have to talk to Mark.
As Harry neared his little 'brother's' room, soft, muffled, sobs reached his ears.
All thoughts of interrogating the young boy in front of him evaporated as Harry cuddled Mark close.
It never occurred to him that this was the first time he'd had any idea of how to comfort someone crying. If it had, maybe he'd have seen an unwelcome parallel between himself and Mark.
"We should get him now."
"We can't, that'd mean leaving the little one, and he won't do that."
"What gives you the ability to judge what he will and won't do?"
"He's my heir."
"Mine too!"
"Never did understand why my granddaughter married your grandson."
"I must say, I was utterly against it at the time."
"Liar! You weren't even there."
"I was."
"Really" "Yes""Under an invisibility cloak then? Or was it a potion?"
"I was there in spirit."
"You're not dead."
"Go away."
"Why? Because you want me to? Anyway, we will have to work together"
"Uhhhhh"
"That's not very nice"
"Neither are you."
"Thanks""That's the second time you've been sarcastic in the last five minutes, I'm supposed to be the sarcastic one."
"You must be rubbing off on me, anyway, according to all modern history books you're evil so I should just ignore you."
"Historians" (Sorry to any readers this could offend!)
"Okay lets not get into that."
"What a good idea."
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