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Marcus Flint ([info]flinted) wrote in [info]occultus,
He could see Min was uncomfortable sitting there and he was about to suggest leaving, on the pretense of getting something to eat and drink, when his cousin stood. It seemed like Dominic had the same idea. Glancing at his Aunt quickly, he nodded before following his cousin from the room.

Once out of earshot as the door closed behind them he turned to Min. 'How long has he been like this?' Marcus knew they weren't exactly the closest of families; but he'd have thought something like this would have been reason to talk sooner. He could see the effect his Uncle's illness was having on Min, not just on the Quidditch pitch, but off it too. Dominic looked as if he hadn't slept in a while.


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