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James leaned against the brick wall and ruffled his hair once more.
“Sorry, Lily” He whispered to the air, still sweetened with the scent of vanilla. “Hope you don’t hate me.”
The Night Will Go as Follows
“Hey Kit would you do me a favor and pass me my bra? It’s a bit cold in here.”
And I'm thinking of what could be
“Wow real nice, Padfoot, but I don’t think that Snivellus would taste to pretty.”
How about we show them how it’s done?
Love and War
‘There’s going to be a war, James Potter.’ She thought. ‘Just not in a way you would expect.’
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