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Confronting The Devil
I knelt, laying Harry’s head in my lap. I checked his pulse for the hundredth time, and relief washed through me.
Begging the Grim Reaper
It was after lunch, as we were walking to the Gryffindor Common, that the nausea returned; threefold. Not wanting to scare Harry, Ron and Ginny, I told them that I was feeling tired and wanted to sleep again. They nodded and watched me turn around and leave. Once I was out of sight, I started running, my hand clasped in front of my mouth.
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