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If I had a sickle for every time I was told not to meddle, I’d be the richest witch in the Wizarding World. But I just can’t help it. It’s in my human nature. I feel compelled to try to help out.
“So,” I said smacking my lips loudly, glancing at Al and Rose. “How ‘bout them Canons?”
I’m going to die alone.
"Sorry," Al whispered as we shuffled quietly behind Scorpius, "I guess we've gotten a little too big for the invisibility cloak."
Maybe James would be in a better mood than usual.
The Slytherins were hissing at me now.
Loosen Your Tongue
Gryffindors did tend to have too much fun.
I Need You
Cupid, you really are sick, aren’t you?
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