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How could I of forgotten? Just yesterday Hermione read me this. It’s probably going to end up being Harry and Hermione. And then they’ll start snogging in their common room, and Harry is going to ask her to marry him, and they are going to move into a nice house in the suburbs, and have 20 little babies, and sit on rockers when they are old together and have grandchildren and whisper about the good old days and how they are so in love, and forget all about me.
I watched in horror as the letter burst into flames. Pig flew towards the Owlery. Crawling back to bed I looked at the ceiling. For the first time in my life I wasn’t looking forward to the holiday, or even breakfast.
“You just gave me quite a fright, sir, not saying you are frightening or anything. I mean you are quite a looker just like your daughter. I see where she gets her good looks from and, of course, not to forget about your wife, I mean she has quite a bust…” Suddenly I felt a hard kick on my calf.
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