[And while Harry gives Petre surprise, he returns it with scrutiny. Narrowed eyes, shut lips, looking him up and down with a little more subtlety, without motioning his head. Just a shift of his gaze.]
New boy.
[Boy. He says that with a small, deliberately masked smile. They're the same age (What was that about twins?) but Petre feels like he gets dibs on maturity. Even if his head's little over a year old.]
They told me I'd want to meet you.
[They were right. They didn't tell Petre what kind of power he had - surely the only thing that could make him interesting, seeing as his background story hardly brought anything new to the table - left him to guess, and boy. Was he wrong.
They sound different, though. Harry's voice is lower, like there's something stuck in his nose. Petre's a little less... remarkable. Or impeccably American, traits of an European accent here and there.]
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New boy.
[Boy. He says that with a small, deliberately masked smile. They're the same age (What was that about twins?) but Petre feels like he gets dibs on maturity. Even if his head's little over a year old.]
They told me I'd want to meet you.
[They were right. They didn't tell Petre what kind of power he had - surely the only thing that could make him interesting, seeing as his background story hardly brought anything new to the table - left him to guess, and boy. Was he wrong.
They sound different, though. Harry's voice is lower, like there's something stuck in his nose. Petre's a little less... remarkable. Or impeccably American, traits of an European accent here and there.]