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SHE HAD SOME TEA
That cup of tea changed everything.
SHE'S BAD AT THIS KIND OF THING
“Deep inside where? His brain? He doesn’t have one, remember?”
SHE'S NOT EVEN JOKING OR ANYTHING
James Potter was standing in front of her. James Potter. Currently in the flavor of supreme prat.
SHE THINKS OF THINGS AND CARRIES THEM THROUGH
A second glass of lemonade that Pippa had never ordered arrived, but she was too busy absorbed in the horror of being Phyllis that she didn’t notice.
SHE HOLDS GRUDGES
“Why is everyone so angry?” said Rhoda in a sideways whisper to Pippa. “It’s a bit frightening.”
SHE'S A PLOTTER AFTER POTTER
On cue, there was a faint, shrill cry of, “Jamesie! I’m here!”
SHE GOES OUT WITH A BANG
The glorious end was nigh. The imminent downfall of the illustrious James Potter was now a matter of hours.
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