His sister? I mean, sure, they were at the reaping together. Both their names were in there. But how's the chance for getting reaped to the same games? I didn't know what to do, but in the end I reproached him carefully. He didn't tell me to stay away, so I figured he thought I would've killed him by now if I wanted to. Or else he just didn't care anymore.

"C'mon," I told him gently, kneeling besides him. "You have done, what you can. Now let her go." I shouldn't be helping him, he was my enemy, but letting him be killed by the next by-passer while clutching his dead sister to his chest seemed like letting go of myself.

"Those pictures in my head. Did you see them too?" he asked mushy, his voice full of disbelieve and without removing himself from the dead body.

"Yes. I did see them."

"I could have saved her."

"No. You didn't kill her, he did. Hate him. Now, come." Finally, he released her, and I pulled him to his feet slowly. I was about to lead him away, when an idea stroke me.

They would never believe anyone to hide within range of all this.

"C'mon," I repeated and walked straight into the nearest garden. He seemed paralysed with grief, so I made him sit down in the grass and dumped the back-pack too, making an awful lot of noise as everything bumped around in there.

"Listen, if you dig down the bag, you should find a tent. I'll just make sure no one finds us, okay?" I didn't think he'd heard me, but when I turned my back on him, I could hear him open the bag's zipper.

"Salvio Hexia," I started, not quite sure how it would affect him. He was a Muggle, after all.

"What are you doing?" he asked numbly.

"Camp protection charms. You'll be happy later. Now be quiet a while, okay?" I finished them quickly, then returned to him sitting in the tend with his neck ducked. His eyes were red, but otherwise it seemed he had pushed his mourning away. It seemed cold, he had just lost his sister, but giving it second thought, it made sense. Fighting for you life is a full-time occupation. He crawled out of the tent.

"I don't think we both can sleep in there," he observed.

"I can solve that," I said, flipping my wand. "But I only have one sleeping bag." Then he had his own bag lying in the grass, and he pulled out a sleeping bag identical to mine.

"You know what? Maybe we won't even need those!" I smiled secretly, then started working on the tent. In a quarter of minutes, I had expanded the its insides, after a lot of concentration made a couple of soft, comfy beds appear and with those a dining table.

"I really can't believe I didn't do this yesterday," I muttered.

"What is that thing?" he said in a curious, slightly scared voice, pointing at my wand.

"13 inches Elm with a Phoenix feather core." He looked so confused that I had to laugh, but I quickly stopped, remembering his sister. "A wand. It does magic. Now let's go inside, I'm sure dinner is served." He opened his mouth to protest, but with a flicker of my wand, food floated out of my bag and served itself. "We can at least eat together," I noted.

While eating, we only opened our mouths to shovel in food. But at a point, the table was empty, and talking was necessary.

"Weapons on the table?" I suggested.

"I don't have any."

"Well, weapon at the table then." I put it between us, and he stared at it blindly.

"I don't understand," he whispered. "You said it yourself. One less obstacle. Why did you help me, when you needn't do more than leave me, and I would've been dead?"

"Let's talk about something else."

"About what?"

"An alliance." He removed is eyes from my wand and looked me in the eyes.

"What if I don't trust you?"

"I think you do."

"Ha!"

"You've turned you back on me, while I was armed, more than once. I could've killed you easily in the street. I've shared my food with you. Human nature would tell you to trust me."

"And alliance, then?"

"An alliance." We looked each other in the eyes, and when I exhaled, something else went out, something that plummeted down towards the centre of the earth.

I would have to find out what exactly that was late, but right now my body seemed lighter, and I even managed a smile.

"So, now we're that far," I announced. "What's your name?"