Harry bravely strutted (like his father, Snape would say) up to Voldemort. "The boy who lived… come to die…" Harry just rolled his eyes and brought his hand up to Voldy's face and acted as if he took something from it. His thumb was folded so it was protruding between his pointer and middle finger. Voldemort knew what would happen next. "Got your nose, bitch tits."
The End
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