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From the early ages of childhood, I was taught what was expected of me. Speak only when spoken to, always mind your manners, and most importantly, never do anything to embarrass the family name.
He scanned the crowd of students, nodding and waving in the direction of a few, and stopping to stare momentarily when he caught sight of his own brother, Sirius. He was chortling and wrestling with three other boys who he had become know as the Marauders with.
Perhaps It's Pride
“Did you, Lily Evans, just admit that I, James Potter, am in fact good looking and charming?”
Pushing all queries aside, she picked up the delicate rose and couldn’t help but stare at it in wonder. She didn’t happen to be a fan of red roses, but there was no denying that this particular rose was the most beautiful flower she had ever seen.
The Lost Earring
“Is this real?” Rhea asked.
What She Knows
“She knows the werewolf is a student here at Hogwarts."
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