Siobhan rubbed her chin contemplatively before unhelpfully offering, "Go to his class?"

She tucked her hair behind her ears, looking back over at the corner of the castle walls that now separated them from Alistair and his gang. Her nose wrinkled involuntarily. "He really doesn't like Snape... but I'm 90% sure that it was all to show off for [i]your sister[/i]... " Siobhan felt nonplussed about the whole situation; her brother never was a good leader, at least in the few times she remembered them playing with other children on the mainland. He always made things so complicated until he got them all wrapped up in a tangled web of rules and orders. "Alistair's giving [i]you[/i] some responsibility so he can get in good with [i]her[/i]. Though I'd say he genuinely wants to know why he doesn't like me."

"Besides," she continued. "Didn't you ever play spy games as a kid? They were [i]so fun[/i]. Just treat it a bit like that."