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Sickening Encounters (Mischief)
What are Harry and Ivy up to?
Erm....Tickling and Drama
Harry and Ivy have some fun...and some problems.
The Fourth of July...or Enough Food to Be
Then he took my hand and said, “Trust me,” and took off running at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. I couldn’t even scream because I was appalled by the fact that Harry was running as straight at a blatantly solid wall.
Qudditch: Part 1
The common room was empty. Harry sat my books down on one of the tables, and wound his arms around my waist, leading us towards the darkest corner of the room. “I don’t think we ever got around to doing this properly,” he murmured in my ear, his voice husky. I bit my lip.
Qudditch: Part 2
Eggs. That's right. Eggs.
Don't You Know Who I Think You Are?
“Oh, it sounded like someone was about to be subjected to medieval torture.”
“I think it licked me!”
Of Speaking and Snakes
Ron mused for a second. “Well, no one’s tried to do you in this year.”
The snake maliciously hissed at Harry. It looked so…so brutal, so merciless, I couldn’t believe that was my brother. There was no way.
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