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“Mon Dieu, the pair of you are so condescending. I propose that when we graduate, in three months time, that I never have to deal with you people ever again; deal?”
I Stand Still
“I don’t think Winnie here has made an honest-to-Merlin joke since we were thirteen. That time in Potions, was it? He called Slughorn a walrus and cracked a smile. It was monumental, it was.”
The First Days Of Spring
“How much food do you think we can eat before Medwin finds us?”
“I solemnly swear to never throw toast at Miss Copeland’s face ever again.”
How Are We
“It’s one of my favorites. It was one of the first I learned to properly see. Before Ursa Minor the sky just seemed like a chaotic muddle of dots, yeah? But then, all of a sudden, there were stories up there and it was so much more than I had ever expected.”
“Can you still love me though? Forever and ever and ever?”
One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong
It was like that infamous Veela temper was somehow working its way into my life; the temper that Dom and Vic had, but I never really showed the signs of; one of those Veela traits that I never wanted to possess, but apparently had just lying beneath the surface of my pretty-Veela face (that was just as deceitful as I felt).
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