Sweets
"You...Want to help me?" He asked, his grey eyes stormy with the background of the clouds. "What made you think that I would let you?" He hissed, his fingers going to his wand holster.
Oh. News flash- no wand in there.
His finger fell to his sides but his eyes still was fixed on hers, boring a hole through her.
"That trial is none of your business, Greengrass." He murmured, his eyes going up to the clouds above.
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