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Never will I be a Deatheater I Won't, I never will I hated when they talked like that. But i let them do it any way |
1,681 | 1 |
| 2 |
Bellatrixe Lestrange!?! The only thing that pisses me off so much is when anyone calls me by my name. Bellatrix sounds so evil so hateful. But when they started calling me that, I knew my sister had turned. How could she so near Christmas, too? The world came crashing down and all I could remember were these important days. |
2,393 | 0 |
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The tower room and a visit in the night The room in the tower was cold. The beds that were kept for princesses with long blonde hair belonged up here, not me or my sister Cilla. But in late December that’s where we were held. For days or weeks or even months and what felt like years we were up here in this cold, dark tower. |
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