suhsituations.instead,youmadethemistakeofominguphereyourself,againstwhatproperproedureditates.”

weasleygloweredatherandhisshoulderstensed.

“you’rehidingsomething,aurorweasley,”igorastated.felixhuffedandigoraleanedtothesidetogetaviewofherpartnerwhoshe’dbrieflyfottenwasevenintheroom.“whatisit?”

“bloodyunbelievable,”hemuttered.herumpledtheletterandtosseditovertoherdesk.“homeoffiesaystheops-teamwesawstnightis‘outofourpurview’andwearenottoaknowledgethem.”

weasleyhuffed,halfagrinfonhislips.“donotdisturb,”hesaid.“typialdepartmentofmysteriesnonsense.”

“thedom?”igoratiltedherheadtothesideandaughtfelix’sgaze.thatmadethingsiing.thatmeantdraomalfoyandarhieeverswornwereaughtupinsomethingomplex,probablytremendouslyimportant.

“wait,”weasleyturnedtofelixandthenbaktoigora.“wheredidyouseeanops-team?”

igoraouldn’tstopherselffromgrinning.“outsidearhieeversworn’sft.”

weasleygulped.

pansyparkinsonwasrarelyontime.byherownadmission,sheultivatedtardinessasameansofontrol.“neverdowhattheyexpet,”shewrotetodraoone.“theyweighusdownwiththeirexpetations.”she’dtriedherbesttoignorehishoreplyof“nooneexpetsanythingfromus.that’stheproblem.”butshefoundherselfosiltingbetweentryingtosubvertopinionsandaringfartoomuhaboutmaintainingtheappearhatshedidn’tare.