AN: Chapter thirteen!
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"We can go to Diagon Alley now, if that's possible," Fakir proposed and Ahiru quacked approvingly. Fakir paused. Er… Will she be able to come?
"A pet duck may be unusual, but exceptions have been made before, and I am sure it can be arranged," the professor said amusedly.
Fakir flushed. He hadn't realized he said that aloud.
"If you wish to go to the Alley today, I suggest you pack. You can't practice magic here, being underage, and the school owls will have less to travel if you remain in London. Where are your parents?"
Fakir's smile vanished. "Dead," he said shortly.
"Guardian?"
"I have permission to go anywhere I wish, as long as I keep in touch." Thinking ahead, he had consulted Charon about possibly residing in London in the future. While the blacksmith wasn't thrilled about Fakir's planned departure, Fakir was adamant, and Charon had eventually relented.
AN: See you next update! Same duck-time, same duck-channel!