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Time is a funny thing.
Where's your bearded twin?
“What is this though? Are these memories? A dream?"
"My name is Draco Malfoy and I'm a slimy git."
The twins looked at each other, and decided some comforting words right then would be better than humor.
"Would Miss like some sweets? Something savory? Anything, and Dobby will make it Miss!"
Dates, Gifts, and Snowballs
Oh, food. Sweet, delicious, Hogwarts food. So close, and yet so far.
A Yuling Holiday with Seconds and Skeeters
“Who’s giving you trouble?” Fred asked kindly, gazing into her red-rimmed eyes yet again. She attempted to frown in confusion but the look on Fred’s face stopped her. “Come on, I know you better than you think. You look upset. Don’t get me wrong, you look lovely, but also a bit upset.”
Don't be a Coward
“It really doesn’t suit you.” And with a small smile, she disappeared.
The Third Task
“What if I don’t want to forget it?” Fred asked helplessly. Hermione froze stiffly, but did not turn around.
Off to the Burrow
“Identify yourself!” a gruff voice demanded. Hermione’s gaze whipped back and forth between the two, their faces unidentifiable in the dark.
An Out of Hand Weasley and The Order
Ron remained frozen in his seat, a slice of toast also frozen in midair just inches from his mouth. Ginny was gripping the arms of her chair so tightly her knuckles had turned white. Hermione’s eyes darted between all of them fearfully. And suddenly the door swung open, revealing Bill and a petite blonde, a wide smile on both of their faces.
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