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Sophie isn’t sure how much time, exactly, has passed with her sitting in the dusty old broom shed. But she hears a sudden raucous laughter outside it’s door and her heart stops.
Sophie stops running and slows to a walk to hear the conversation behind her. Is Finley actually sticking up for her? Her steps hesitate as she waits to hear Malfoy’s response, until finally she stops and turns to watch the scene.
Sophie remains rooted in place, her eyes huge as she watches her parents rush into the overgrown grass. A few others rush in as well, crouching over something several yards away. Sophie’s throat goes dry.
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