It wasn't the easiest of friendships, but it was real. Too many people will go through life without showing their true self to anybody; they're all smiles and nods while dreaming of bloody knives and back-stabbing hexes. Moody had killed a Dark wizard with his bare hands once, after they'd both lost their wands. He talked about it that night of all nights, growling voice shaking with emotion. Rufus never forgot about it.
I loved this part. I also loved the story. Wonderful work, mystery author.