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The Hogwarts Express
She wonders why people are staring at her, like she's got a kumquat stuck atop her nose... why aren't they staring at Teddy that way? Hogwarts is bound to be some sort of an adventure.....
That Right Tidy One with the Big Hair
The sound was faint and distant, but Ben Wadsworth could not mistake the sound of sobbing. He was just at the top of the staircase leading down to the Gryffindor common ground from his dormitory and hesitated. He knew that if he were to go down the stairs, he would find himself right at the foot of the crier. An internal struggle overtook him as he factored in that Victoire Weasley always ate very early and quickly for some reason, and he was definitely going to miss her were he to be stuck up here much longer...
Giggles, Biscuits, and an Unconscious Pinrut
“Oh my god.” She breathed. I’ve killed Professor Pinrut! She thought hysterically.... On the professor’s face and clothing were very fine crumbs of what might have been a biscuit. She checked his pulse, and thankfully his heart was still beating, but his face was white and he was knocked out cold. “Oh god.” She repeated, “Someone get Madam Pomfrey!”
Don't Kill the Messenger
“Well, I guess there is a way that you could repay me.” Ben said with a smirk. Victoire was slightly put off by this.
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