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Rosewater Bellatrix Lestrange ran one stained fingernail over her old writing desk, relishing in the archaic swirls carved there long ago by her pen knife. There were still ink stains on the tufted chair nearby, blemishes of a childhood past and a childhood wasted in idleness. |
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