Hunter instinctively wrapped his arm around Fawn's shoulder, when she moved in close, loving the small bit of warmth that quickly blossomed between them. He would miss moments like this one immensely when they returned to school, although they had always managed to find moments in the past. The common room was cozy, and neither paid any mind to the whispers that seemed to come from their classmates.
"That's..."
Hunter watched closely as the light swirled through the air, curling in on itself until it finally took form.
"The Mark," Hunter said, as it finally hit him. His voice was like ice, and his arm tightened even further around his sister.