Chapter 47

“Julian is twelve. His balls haven’t even dropped.” Harry said and looked at his lap. I hadn’t realised that they made boys—” he gestured, “—but they did.” Harry covered his eyes for a moment and then looked up at Charlie. “They had done pretty much the same to him, and he was horribly battered about.” Harry shook his head. “Anyway, they brought him back in the day I ran, so I took him with me. I grabbed him and ran.”

“What happened?”