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The Sacred Twenty-Eight
No longer was this war fought just outside of the safe haven Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry provided, but was now front and centre among the world's most susceptible and ductile people: it's youth.
There are some that would say being a Slytherin meant you were evil.
Blishwick's Annual Christmas Party
"I'm only saving you from the wrathe of my dear mother,"
The Hurting Hufflepuff
I turned around and looked back up at the castle. It looked so peaceful and safe. A giant lie standing tall in front of me.
Penny's Perfect Preforming Polish
"Twenty points from Slytherin, Miss Blishwick, and expect to see me in my office for detention at six tonight."
An Ill-Trusting Black
"You're taking the mickey, right?" Black laughed, "You're trying to convince me that you don't know what a Death Eater is?"
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