Re: Al and Severus
Al frowned. He opened his mouth to speak, but then some strain of logic in his mind supplied that telling mum 'His wrist smells like books, it's relaxing,' would be a bad idea.
He glanced up at Severus. At mum...
... and simply lifted his hands from his lap, wiggling his fingers to demonstrate. "Already done," he nodded, agreeably. "No touching, see?"