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“No, I might combust if I bump into another one of your friends. I can’t handle two idiots in one day,” I wittily remarked, once again inviting James' smirk to the conversation.
“Can you please get your arse off the ground and help me!” I shout, spraying water on him. “If you don’t help then who knows how long we’ll be here for.” I glance to the door that will only open once every trophy is cleaned. “What if we die in here?” I squeak. “I don’t want to die with you.”
“Who?” He asked as his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
“Potter, I promised that I would deflate your unnaturally large head, which strangely enough, seems to think it’s always right. This is an opportunity I wouldn’t dream of missing.” I reply calmly. “I had to come.”
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