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Oh. Thank. MERLIN.
There was no one outside. He wouldn’t have to play the hero. There would be no obligatory digging into his roots for his Gryffindor and dashing out into the terrifying mist and those...those sharp eyes...those...those sharp pincers. There would be no need to let the mist in.
Malachi was so wrapped in his little world of relief that at first he didn’t understand a word the young Gryffindor was saying.
“Tall people?” What were they doing with tall people now? Oh! The windows. But tall people? Took an extra second for THAT to make sense, too and when it did the man looked down at her.
“That’s right, you’re still a little bean.” The man had forgotten that first years weren’t as well versed in spells. “Right, right yes, go get tall people! We need all the help we can get covering the castle!” Run like the wind little tiny human!
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