His instincts were to hit her hand away when she pressed it against his shoulder but deep down he knew the woman was only trying to help. So instead of shrugging out of her touch he froze a little and just let her leave it there - his own hands dangled numbly at his sides, not sure what he was suppose to do with them.
A small confused expression appeared on his face when Katie said to trust her. Trust wasn't something a Slytherin gave easily, even to their own kind. Especially when it was a Gryffindor asking for that trust.
"Okay," he replied, reverting to the seemingly default answer for the Montague/Flint cousins. Dominic turned and moved toward the narrow bed the room provided, sitting on it and testing it out before swinging his legs up and laying down.
He stared directly at Katie with a demanding look on his face, similar to one he'd give his Quidditch team when he was Captain. "You will tell me should anything happen." It wasn't a request - it was an order. Dominic didn't care if Katie wasn't the sort of girl who hated being ordered about. It was his father who was sick and he wanted to be sure he was in the know for everything.
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