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“Hey, your family crest is being carved into the wall.” Theo looked back down at his book, having figured out what the scraping noise and sudden magical presence was. He was on his stomach on his bed in the Slytherin sixth year dorm, Harry was to his left, upside down on his own bed for some general reason that probably hadn’t been put into words yet. Theo tried not to worry about it, as a rule. And Blaise was sitting on his bed, playing with either potions, chemicals, or colored water. Theo also tried not to worry about that. It was probably blood.

 “Who’s family crest?” Blaise asked.

Theo glanced up from his book again at the distracted tone. Harry didn’t respond. Theo glanced pointedly at the same wall. “The one you share.”

 Something clattered to the floor from Harry’s side of the room. Huh. He was holding something?

 Rustling and the bouncing of springs from behind Theo informed him Blaise was moving too, and he watched the two brown boys reach the wall with nearly-matching levels of inhuman grace. The final line of the Peverell crest finished being carved into the wall. Harry, the idiot, reached up and touched it.

 He didn’t get thrown across the room, but that didn’t relax Theo. He kept them in his peripheral, ready to cast a spell if something moved wrong. Death may not be his domain, but he could weaken the dead by funneling away their power if they dared attack his friends.

 Another line was carved into the wall. From his angle, Theo wasn’t sure what it was. “Oh,” Harry breathed, as the wall continued to be vandalized. “Are you okay?”

 Theo gave up on being subtle and sat up properly. Ah. That didn’t seem to be dead people. Lily Potter probably had some physical scrying spell, most likely based off blood, and was using it to write Harry this message. The idea that most people lauded her as the paragon of a Light Witch when half of her spells were blood magic was ridiculous.

 “Do we need to come at you from this side?”

 Theo hoped so. He wanted to participate in one of her rituals.

 “I’ll let Con know. Be safe.” Harry’s eyes turned green again, and he glanced over at Theo. “So apparently mum and dad are missing because they’re in an alternate universe, and they’ve decided to wreak havoc.”

 Theo looked at his best friend and then shook his head mirthfully. “Can you believe they’ve pretended we’re the bad influence in your life?”

 Harry snickered. “Denial, it’s gotta be.”

 “Don’t know why,” Blaise hummed, tone smooth and teasing. “I’d be happy if my kids turn out like us.”

 “We are truly amazing human specimens,” Harry agreed, fluttering his eyelashes at Blaise.

 Theo snorted, a knee-jerk peal of laughter that would rarely be seen around anyone else. He opened his eyes to see Harry looking at him, amused and questioning. Theo grinned. “Human.”

 Harry caught the joke that time around, and while he laughed Theo looked over at Blaise. Blaise’s signature Cheshire grin was in place, dark eyes genuinely happy.