As always, he came out on top, his marks as good as Hermione’s, and the last she’d seen of him had been outside of the Potions classroom after their last NEWTs, his eyes on her assessing, calculating. For a second, she’d thought he would speak to her, but then his expression had gone cold and he’d disappeared, remerging months later on the other side of the world heading a new Dark Arts organisation and with a new name.