[He flounders, indignant and caught red-handed all at once. Baring his teeth in a disgusted snarl she probably can't see, he spends a moment trying to put thoughts into words.]
That isn't what I meant. There aren't any of our kind there; surely you miss having kindred spirits, even if it's only me.
[Goodness, that was bitter.]
Sorry for threadjack, had to have him say it. From an AU where Harry was raised as Dick Grayson.
Didn't what, Severus? I am sorry, truly I am, but on this I cannot negotiate.
I am not the only one who practices magic, if that's what you mean. And if you still don't understand what is wrong in believing that only those who do can be kindred spirits, then you cannot understand why I can not, and will not, accept your apology.
That isn't what I meant, either. Of course the others who practice magic are-
[What, no. That's still not right, is it?]
We are the only ones from our world. Why must you be so stubborn? It's as though you look for conflict. I've apologized, many times over! What more can I do?
You might wanna take a look at 'em before you hex them backwards. They kind of do make this whole mess tangentially my problem, because of who I inherited them from and all.
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