This Child Wasn't Like James, but a Little Like Lily

When Harry and Ron returned to the dormitory, they thought Kane had already gone to the greenhouse. Little did they know that he was already lying under the covers with two Thermal Stones tucked against him, secretly keeping an eye on the two of them.

For the next stretch of time, Kane kept a low profile. Aside from his regular trips to class, the greenhouse, and the Great Hall, it was difficult to spot him in any public place.

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Hermione had even secretly set up a potion-making hideout with Harry and Ron in an abandoned bathroom outside Gryffindor Tower, yet Kane had never once dropped by to check on them.

He remained in seclusion until the Christmas holiday. Hermione, who should have gone home, had unusually submitted an application to stay at Hogwarts and continued brewing Polyjuice Potion in their potion hideout.

Meanwhile, Kane and Harry, the two people who least ought to have left Hogwarts, quietly held onto their applications to stay behind. That way, they could advance or retreat as needed. If Eternal Realm failed to send them Walking Canes tonight, the two of them would simply ride Mantis Shrimp out of Hogwarts.

Of course, if it did send them one... then so what if they had not turned in the applications? Hogwarts wasn't going to throw the two of them out, was it?

Don't be ridiculous.

And so, after Ron's two packed Christmas dinners from the Great Hall had been completely devoured, Kane turned off most of the lights in the dormitory.

Until the next day.

It was the familiar present-opening routine. Hermione's handmade chocolates were there as usual. Hmm, he had no idea how she had made chocolate at Hogwarts this year.