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Rather than listen to the feeble voice that was warning her to stay away, she took a step closer to the closet. The glow was drawing her in. She couldn’t stop herself from moving, even if she had wanted to.
“I’m just downright charming, Weasley. You’ll come to see it one day.”
“In your dreams, Malfoy. Never would I stoop as low to be charmed by a foul snake as yourself.”
Somewhere Only We Know
They walked out of the house and walked toward the area of trees that the young girl had followed the older version of Rose through earlier. There wasn’t an opening yet though like there had been when they had entered before. As they walked through the mini forest, Rose questioned Albus on where they were going, why they were going there, and why he hadn’t told her she’d be getting her clothes dirty.
“I never asked for your help in the first place, Scorpius. Let’s go back to how it used to be – pretend nothing ever happened.”
“And what did happen, Rose?”
She glared at him, her eyes watering. Her face began to become redder, and her hands balled into fists. “Nothing.”
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