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First Quidditch Practice
Do you know how many times I got called in the boys’ rooms and walked in on Andrew McAllister in nothing but his lucky spandex Quidditch trousers? I mean, the boy’s got a body on him, but I was scarred for life.
Stupid Winking Faces
Sofia gives him a bitter smile. “The day Liv falls for you is the day McGonagall snogs Flitwick.”
In The Box
“How are we supposed to clean this? It’s a total pig pen,” Fred shakes his head, walking over the boys’ dirty laundry. “You definitely don’t get enough credit for what you do…”
The Beginning Of Something... Persuasive?!
“Don’t go making fun of me now,” I taunt.
Prelude: Scavenger Hunt
“You’re ears are pink.”
Scavenger Hunt, Part One
“Please stop,” are the words that escape my mouth.
Scavenger Hunt, Part Two
“Good Morning, everyone! I trust we’ve all had a good night’s sl-”
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