Like he was going to be — well, no pressure, or anything. It was perfectly logical that Byron should consider Ezra a role model, because really, who else was there? Their father hadn't been of a particularly sound mind for ages; he was hardly in the best position to be doling out advice on how to be a man. It seemed unlikely that in one year at Hogwarts Byron would have formed any particular attachment to men like Phineas Black or Meserimus Valenduris. Still, it was a strange thing to carry. It sat rather uncomfortably on his shoulders.

"Ah, so you're going to present his head to her on a spike," Ezra said with a nod. "Very reasonable."

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