It was only sheer force of will that helped Alfie not jump out of his skin when Goyle spoke behind him. He stopped on the landing in the tower stairwell and turned to face him, tense but at least he could look him in the eye. For a second, at least, and then he was rolling his eyes and digging through his satchel, pushing a short roll of parchment into Goyle's hands.
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