“Yeah,” Zelda said, sliding into the space he’d vacated to reach for her wand under her Ministry badge. “Should I -?” On a guess, and with the assumption that there was limited magic she’d need to be casting in his room so late at the night, she cast a silent Lumos, lighting his room in the false white light of the spell. Zelda slid to the end of the bed, where she sat cross-legged, watching him curiously.

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