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Yesterday, he pissed off FX. Then later, Molly.

So now there was a wizard in very distinguished robes, reading up on muggle military history again, having afternoon tea.

The message on the back of his robes that once read "~~I play with my wand WAY too much.~~" Now had this instead, "I WISH I HAD A WAND TO PLAY WITH."

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Wells, who has been either sprinting or playing football most of the morning, catches sight of the books before catching sight of the message. This is probably for the best.

He stops a little distance off to get a good look at the title. Who knows? Could be something he's read before.

At the moment, it's The Oxford Companion to Military History (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0198662092/sr=8-2/qid=1148066517/ref=pd_bbs_2/104-4667023-2928753?%5Fencoding=UTF8), as he found in the library. He seemed rather engrossed in the 20th century part particularly.

A fine volume to start with. Wells heartily approves.

"History report coming up?" he guesses aloud.

Draco's eyes briefly flickered up to him. Hmmm... wasn't laughing. And lately, he'd had an easier time dealing with people who didn't know of him. Except for freakish shapeshifting foxes that is.

"Not exactly. More like catching up on some things."

"Ah." Wells nods at the book. "Got a copy of that one at home. 's not bad, for a start."

Draco nodded, "Shocking what your kind's hidden over the years." He was currently reading about the London Blitz. Nothing was ever said at home about it, even though it had to have affected them to some degree. How much were bombings in his world, and how much was magic?

"My kind?" Wells says, eyebrows rising. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He's just a little bit touchy about that these days.

Draco rolled his eyes as if it was obvious.

"Muggles. People who can't do magic of course."

"Ah," says Wells, the bristling dying down slightly. "Sorry. Could've been nearly anything, really... So you ever study this stuff before, or is it all new t'you? You look about the age I was when I went for a soldier."

"Studied some of it, but only from Wizarding aspects. Duels and such."

"Oh, you're a long way off from duel territory, mate," Wells says as he nods at the book. "A long, long way. I dunno if they even do those in the Arab countries any more."

"Well, some Dark Magic had similiarities to this, with explosions and such, but still not quite as wide-scaled as this *science* your kind seems to thrive on," Draco remarked as he read.

"No 'seems' about it, lad, that's what we do thrive on," Wells answered. "And make other buggers not thrive on. Weapons tech, farming tech- any of it."

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"did they go away?"

Draco glanced up sharply at the vaguely familiar voice.

"What?"

She's a lot less burned than last time. (Because she's also a lot less physical, but hey.)

"the nightmares."

"Oh. Those. Yes." Draco curtly said.

"Mostly." They had lessened a great deal, but he still got them at least once a week.

She nods.

"She's dead, so the Path to Paradise won't open. But they don't go away..."

Draco stared, "What? Who?"

"God." It's still strange to her that nobody here knows about God, the Path to Paradise, the Order, and all that. After all, almost everyone she met in Silent Hill knew...

"Oh that Muggle belief. We believe in magic. Not much need in anything else." Even though Slytherin was going to teach him about the Egyptian gods at some point soon.