On Saturday night, the Duelling Club hosted by Sirius Black took place as usual. After dinner, Fred and George grabbed him by the arms and dragged him along to the club.
As Alistair practiced his spells, his mind kept wandering back to their conversation earlier that day, trying to figure out why Snape had been so cold to him. He remembered the way Snape had averted his gaze when asked if it had anything to do with Voldemort's mission. He suspected all of this was tied to Voldemort. Yet he couldn't understand why Snape wouldn't just tell him what Voldemort's mission actually was. Could it possibly have something to do with him?
"Ouch!" A muffled grunt snapped Alistair out of his thoughts.
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