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Desperate Times
She did not know what more to do. She had tried everything and had failed. None of her friends could help her. Close to panic, she searched the room for a way out, any way – and found one. But NO, everything but that! Everything in her revolted at the thought of it. Was there no other way?
Deep breaths, she told herself, deep breaths. Think of the goal. The goal is important, not the way. For the better good, that was it. Another deep breath. You can do it, come on. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
"Hey, Potter! I will trade you Potions tutoring, if you help me with the Transformations NEWT stuff, ok?"
James Potter's face as she voluntary spoke to him for the first time since the day they started Hogwarts together, was almost worth it in itself.
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