"No," Taff replied with a shake of his head, "no magic." It was simply an unspoken confirmation between the two of them now that he was infected. He didn't need to say it because he was aware that Ioan knew it. He moved into the living room and sat on the edge of the sofa, stil lshivering. It just felt like he'd never be able to get warm. He glanced at the empty fireplace with longing.
"I haven't been in a house with a tv for years. Since before I started school," Taff said turning his attention to the empty screen, "I was fostered by muggleborns at one point." He didn't know why he was telling him, but he felt he at least owed Ioan to fill the silence in return for the shelter.