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Chapter One -I didn't even know her name. “Do you mind?!” She snapped, her French accent pronounced, sending shivers down my spine. |
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Who is she? “Oliver!” Fred Weasley whined in my ear. “We can’t practice every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday! Are you planning on killing us?!” |
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Chapter Three - She wasn't there. "What's there to know?" Her voice went cold. "Oliver Wood, Quidditch fanatic. End of story." |
1,085 | 7 |
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What was I going to do? Those words brought back the memory of the day she started to not talk to me. Of Adie running to meet her friend before Herbology class. |
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