Wrapped in his arms, Iliana could feel herself drift off to sleep. It wasn't that she didn't care about the goings-on at Hogwarts but all that really mattered to her right now was Marcus. She felt a sudden pang of sadness when she heard Abby's name but pushed it aside. There had been too much sorrow; she had to shut it out.

Ili's mind drifted, only vaguely aware that Less was still speaking. "Your brother was here," she whispered before finally allowing sleep to take over.