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'For Draco that's about as close as he'll ever get to admitting he was worried for those two.' Herwald noted, chuckling to himself as he put the book down, only to grimace as the sunlight caused his headache to worsen "Scheiße!" he swore, rubbing his forehead with a scowl even as the others blinked at him in concern "Sorry, but this just isn't getting any better, reading helps take my mind off it but it won't go away."

"Go to Madam Pomfrey," Hermione suggested, the Gryffindor girl looking at the longhaired boy in concern, knowing from previous discussion that the boy's scar had hurt before, though never as badly nor for as long as this.

"I'm not ill." Herwald countered, though he did nod at her reassuringly to understand her sentiments "If anything I think it's trying to warn me…it always feels like this before something gefährlich, something dangerous, is on the way."

This wasn't an understatement; he'd had a headache like this several times before, usually after an extended session with Grandfather Jubstacheit, and during the Grail war it was a headache like THIS that awoke him just before Gilgamesh's assault on the Einzbern estate. He'd come to consider the headaches an unwanted, but not underestimated, early-warning system to threats, though considering it seemed to react to almost every suspicious character he met, including, but not limited to, Albus Dumbledore, that wasn't saying much, though it made avoiding the old twinkler all the easier.

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