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Introduction Narcissa snorted. “The Dark Lord cannot love. If he did, we wouldn’t be in this position and the wizarding world would not be about to crumble. If he loved,” she continued with a shake of her head, “than the Chosen One would never have been chosen." |
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Chapter One He descended the wooden staircase, nameless anxieities shadowing his conscience. Wand in front, every breath was loud and sharp in the now surrounding silence. Whatever had broken into The Burrow was now being decidely quiet. It must have heard him.... |
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Chapter Two The whole house woke. Lights flicked on in the other rooms, and a very ruffled looking Mr. Weasley entered, grunting under his breath. Dishevelled in appearance though he was, the screaming evidence that a Malfoy was in The Burrow seemed to distract him more. Turning to Harry, he said in an unnaturally steady voice, “What is he doing here?” |
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