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She scoffed, feigning outrage. “So now we’re just assuming that I never have my wand?”
Sometimes, even she could look like the Slytherin she was supposed to be.
All that was left to Albus were loud thoughts and Italian whispers.
Harry let Hermione’s calm voice and Ron’s quick jokes envelope his mind like a blanket, immediately feeling better and safe and home.
“It’s Lily. Apparently James has a new girlfriend and he’s bringing her to Nana’s.”
"This is Elizabeth, my girlfriend."
And Jasmine had never claimed to be a saint.
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