Feisty Badger and the Angry Pup PV Closed

Now curled up in the warmth and comfort of Aurelia's coat and the Hufflepuff blankets. Heinrich was able to focus only a little better on the interrogation at hand. Perhaps only temporary. Unfortunately for young Heinrich, the answers provided was paid in more questions. Heinrich fidgetted with his hands, as if unsure what to do with them. His own hands were too human, arising an odd but insatiable itch to bite his own fingers off. Yet the very humanoid phalanges were tensed and aching down to the bones, a clear presentiment of the impending transformation. Kazuo's words felt all but a world away.

Surprisingly, Heinrich managed to catch on to the Asian's questions, most of which he did not know the answers to. The young boy was fairly new to magic himself, some of the magic terms Kazuo spoke of he did not understand. "Apparate? What's that?" Heinrich was not only new to magic but new to the Bezuidenhout household as well which made Kazuo's questions exceedingly difficult for the young boy. Moreover, there were some things he had been specifically instructed not to talk about to anyone outside the family. "Eaux, that is her house-elf's name. Eaux serves Aurelia's," Heinrich spoke, not revealing much about the creature yet leaving a vague blank.

Not quite fully understanding the question, Heinrich would reply. "No, not yet, she is only required to go there when she turns 18 years of age. Aurelia tells me she likes Hadrian. It's our tradition. Otherwise, there won't be any more purebloods. Everyone understands that. "

"She's my sister," Heinrich answered, looking slightly offended when Kazuo asked why he was on the search for the older girl.

The shift in position only provided a few moments of ease, at it wasn't too long before the anxious lycanthrope rose from the bunk once more. Rubbing his aching hands, he would begin pacing across the length of the room. He was a wolf in a small enclosure, restless and agitated. Kazuo was human, his presence, his scent, his voice and the plethora of unhesitant questions was only heightening his senses and further prodding his lycanthropic nature. It was going out of his control. Adrenaline spiking and the colour of his amber hues growing more prominent, his eyes both fearful and wary.

If only he could just... BAM! Without much of a warning, a thunderous crack echoed through the room as his fist collided with immense force against the sturdy wooden frame of the bunk. The entire room shook slightly from the interior impact. One would never expect that such a small body could be the outlet of such power. But the punch, which thankfully was wood and not on the other boy, was a release of significant tension within him.

Heinrich now stared at his reddening knuckles, his eyelashes batting as he blinked in both disbelief and confusion as if attempting to register what that had just happened. His heart rate was slowing down, trying to reach an equilibrium. Your sister didn’t want to return to Hogwarts… Do you have any idea why? The question repeated itself in his head. Kazuo might notice the moisture returning to well up in his eyes and the biting of his lips as they trembled.

"I n-need to go outside. I..You shouldn't be here."

Too focused on his own thoughts, Kazuo’s attention to Heinrich’s behaviour had begun to drift unintentionally. It was one of his failings, getting too drawn into whatever puzzle he was trying to solve that he would lose track of his surroundings. “Apparating is a spell that lets you travel from one place to another instantly. Hogwarts doesn’t allow it on school grounds.” He provided the answer simply. It didn’t particularly surprise him that Heinrich didn’t know, plenty of first-years probably didn’t. He was the odd one with his insatiable appetite for information. It was also his mother's preferred method of magical travel so he had been more exposed to it than others. He wrote down the house-elf’s name, noting the lack of information Heinrich provided on it. “Is that all you know about the elf?” He prodded, raising his gaze to look at the boy with an arched brow.

He sighed and shook his head at Heinrich’s explanation regarding the arranged marriage. “I’m not here to argue the ridiculous traditions of western purebloods. I understand that she wouldn’t be married until she was older. What I meant was whether or not she had a change of heart about the marriage. It’s possible she doesn’t want to go through with the marriage and that motivated her to run away. Hadrian is his name? Is he a Hogwarts student?”

He wrote down the name, scanning the notes he had made so far. “No need to take it personally. I don’t mean to think you don’t care about your sister. I am only wondering if it is her wish to stay hidden, why would you ignore that by searching for her? If she doesn't want to be found, it could be dangerous to both of you to continue to search.”

His head snapped up at the sound of Heinrich slamming his hand against the wood, eyes widening in surprise. He studied Heinrich quietly for a long moment, considering the boy’s emotional state. He wanted more questions but he wasn’t sure Heinrich had the answers he needed at this point. On top of that, he was obviously growing more emotional, volatile. He stood slowly, raising his hands again in a placating manner. “All right. I’ll let you be, okami. Just one last question. Is there anyone you think I should talk to? Anyone you think knew Aurelia well enough to have information?”