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Boris took a step back. He'd wanted to help the other boys feel better, certainly, but now John and Edward were just being too ridiculous. "He's not dead, Edward!" Boris ...

The excitement had abated, a little, but the tension was still consistent, with the promise of more trials to come. Consarn it. There would probably be plenty of eyes on ...

Bleffles looked down, and considered for a moment. Whatever messes Joey's wizardry got people into, he was usually able to wizard them out of it again, in a little while. ...

"How about we all just be each other's brothers, then?" said Boris, as though the solution was very simple.

That did hurt, admittedly, but I would help him, I would protect him, I would be there, goddamn it. "Don't you worry. I'll shtay up with you. I'll shtay. We'll ...

I released James, and moved to face Kratzer. I wondered for a spell how he'd heard us, but the thought didn't last very long, before it was washed away by ...

"Cheers. Happy Halloween. It's cool, it's all good, I'm sure thing'sll work out. Wait, Adeline- Can I call you Addie? What were you doing behind there? Were you hiding? I ...

"Nice to meetcha. Hey, do you know how far we are from Welling-" Bleffles stopped when she saw the castle. "Oh, not even the same country! Joey! Christ!" she exclaimed. ...

"Wilshon, love of my life," I warbled deliriously as I stumbled into the room, "would you fetch me some water? God blessh your soul, I'm putting you in my will." ...

"Hey, mate. Happy Halloween. My name's Bleffles." said Bleffles.

Iiiintroducing Ruth 'Bleffles' Bleffleston, college history student. She's from a modern normal world, except there are real wizards and stuff, and it's not even a secret. Bleffles, designated driver,

I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to say. But there he was, he had shambled resolutely to meet me, despite the menace with which I had invited him, ...

I took one final glance at my glass, and thought better of it. I'd really had enough. I stood up, and walked stiffly over to James. I leaned over, much ...

There he was, Kartiel, in the flesh. With his eyes, his earholes, his throat, all so intact, so shamefully unblemished by the touch of a knife. How I ached to ...

Had. Had. Boris realized then that he had never considered what life without a brother was like. Not life where a brother had never existed, and certainly not a life ...