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Dean Thomas (artisgratia) wrote in pandorarpg,

Dean smiled. "Somehow I knew you'd say that. I hope you got his name at least," he added, having another drink of his beer. He shook his head. "i still have to remind myself they're not all a bad lot, you know? Got so used to thinking that way, but..." Problem was the ones he'd known personally hadn't done much to dissuade that notion. He didn't see himself likely to become enamored of Slytherins anytime soon, but he could at least be tolerant.

Dean looked sharply at Justin. "He has?" He didn't know much about the marks or nightmares but for second hand accounts from friends and rumors, but he knew enough to know it wasn't good. Frowning, Dean poked at his food. "All this...these nightmares, the spots, the death. I wish I could make sense of it. There was another death, you know. At least I've heard rumors about it."