Most desperate desire
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"—yeah okay, you're right."

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He nods.

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That evening, she waits in front of the blank wall that becomes the passage into her common room when the right word's spoken.

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"Boo," says a hoarse voice out of the darkness.

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She jumps, then giggles quietly.

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Muninn pokes his head out of a fold of the Cloak. "C'mere -"

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She does.

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And now all three of them are under the Cloak!

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"Hi!" she whispers. "Let's go somewhere we've never been!"

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"Okay."

Off down the corridor they go. Very quietly. Victor is so good at being quiet.

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Yes, this is a thing she has noticed about him.

She's heard of a trophy room. Maybe they could go there?

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All right.

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She knows the way. Approximately. With a couple of wrong turns.

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"Other way," whispers Muninn.

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"Thanks," she whispers back.

And then they get there: long, long walls of trophies and medals, cups and shields, awards and statues kept encased in crystal glass displays, dating back all the way to the Founding.

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"Shiny."

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"Shiny!" she agrees. And—" Hey, Dahlia Evans!"

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"Where -"

It's a Quidditch trophy. He looks at it. He's not sure what to feel.

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"So I guess it's in the blood, hmm?"

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"I suppose so."

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"I wonder if she was ever Prefect or Head Girl, they have a list of those here..."

She lumoses and starts looking

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Yep. Sirius Black and Dahlia Evans, Head Boy and Girl, 1977-1978.

"- that's my father."

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"Well, now we know where you got your goody two-shoes genes: everywhere."

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"This was my parents' Invisibility Cloak," he points out.

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"Now it's yours and you still managed to be a goody two-shoes about it."

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