Harry and Draco exchanged an awkward glance, then sheepishly tucked their hands, which had still been reaching for each other, into their sleeves. Their toes kept curling against the floor.
They had realized that the Chief seemed to have gotten the wrong idea.
They might have looked a little too intimate, even romantically involved, but they really were just like brothers!
After speaking, Shawn paid no further attention to the two friends, who were embarrassed enough to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor with their toes. With his hands behind his back, he continued up the stairs.
He was quite pleased with his matchmaking. He was following the original story to the letter, after all.
James Sirius Potter and Scorpius Malfoy were both adorable, talented children. He couldn't let their fathers' romance erase them from existence.
Just as he approached the fourth floor, an expressionless Snape suddenly emerged from the corridor. When he saw Shawn, something stirred in his hollow eyes.
"Are you looking for Lupin? He isn't in his office."
Shawn stopped and nodded in understanding.
It seemed Theodore had already turned his attention to the abducted young wizards, whose emotional vulnerabilities ran deeper. He was probably still at the Magical Science Branch School in Hogsmeade.
Snape's lips moved. He was just about to say something else when he spotted the two brats following Shawn, so he said coldly,
"Have you nothing better to do? Go to the basement and prepare a hundred blast-ended skrewts. I'll come to inspect your work later. If you do it improperly, you won't be sleeping tonight."
Harry and Draco, who had followed to explain themselves to Shawn, both looked crestfallen, a bitter taste rising in their mouths.
Blast-ended skrewts were disgusting creatures that Hagrid, the newly appointed professor of fantastic beasts,