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All she knew was that adrenaline was a toxin coursing through her veins, dirt clinging to her with the intent of bringing her down into its depths. She’d never felt such terror, such a powerful emotion that clung to every nerve and rang through her mind...
Now she really wanted to toss something at Malfoy. His imaginative self had lost her house points. The prat.
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