Seventh Son, Chapter 6 Now Posted
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Ron could sense Hermione’s fear, compounded with his own, not to mention his dread of what was going on behind those doors.
“Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, you may enter,” came the cold, stern voice of their head of House.
The two gulped but got to their feet and shuffled in. Duncan stood by a window, arms folded, clearly unhappy.
Professors Snape and Lupin were both there, as were Dumbledore and McGonagall.
“Won’t you two sit down?” Dumbledore asked rather calmly, but it still sounded like a command.
Even without being an empath, Ron could sense the tension in the room. At first, he thought it was because they were angry (which indeed they were), but there was more to it, much more and he rquite place or define it.
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