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It was later in the day. The job was done, but Aslan knew she would hear the whispers for another hour more, at the very least. They were louder now, ever since this new little creature had come into being within her. There was something to that, new life and its connections to death. Aslan had spent a good portion of her pregnancy researching those connections, drawing lines between womb and coffin with increasing levels of understanding.
But those thoughts, those words and lines, and theories would have to sit and wait to be discussed on another day. She needed to speak to Airey about more familiar matters.
Namely, she needed to speak to him about Hogwarts.
Aslan knocked on her former professor's office door, her expression plain and belly swollen as she waited for word.
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