They pulled apart to breathe.
Her grip on his shirt loosened then her forehead creased in a frown, observing something.
"Your heart."
"What about it?"
She reach out and levelled a finger slightly underneath his nostrils.
"You are bre-breathing?! I thought--"
"Oh, that." He nodded lightly in understanding.
"Is is because you are a Pureblood? That's why you can do all that?"
"No," he chuckled lightly. "It's an illusion."
"Illusion," she repeated flatly.
"Yes," he took her hand pressing it against a part of his chest where his heart should be beating beneath.
Her eyes widened in awe.
She couldn't feel anything this time.
She placed a finger underneath his nostrils as she had done before.
Nothing.
"Oh my goodness."
Then it returned back to normal.
An illusion!
"So every va
