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I can give it all back to you
-Whatever happened to Harry Potter? -
In a large manor on the English countryside a young boy and a girl just a few years older appeared in a small room connected to the entrance hall. The boy fell down on the floor the minute he got there and the girl lent down to help him as soon as she appeared, just a second later. The boy was Harry Potter, saviour of the wizarding world and the girl was his sister that no one except the two of them knew existed. You could quite easily see the similarities between them, the same emerald green eyes, the same pale skin and delicate figure, the dark curly, wild hair and long the lashes. You could have mistaken them for twins if it wasn't for the differences in height (Harry was quite a bit taller than his sister) and the scar that marked Harry's forehead. You could also see if you really looked that the girl looked a few years older than her brother, which indeed she was. The two youths had the same mother but their fathers were different, one was known, that was James Potter, Harry's father, and the other, well, no one really knew who he was, not even his own daughter. No one had ever had the chance to find out, it was a well-kept secret.
The girl, Lucinda was her name, helped Harry up and supported him as they made their way to the nearest bedroom. There weren't any on the first floor so she levitated him up the stairs and to a large room decorated in green and black. She put him on the large four-poster bed and started to examine his body for any major wounds. She didn't find any, Harry was just exhausted from using the powerful spell he had performed on Riddle and his companion. She was amazed that he had managed to apparate to the manor in the state he had been. The boy was amazingly powerful, but then again, so was she. She healed some minor wounds and bruises and then she left to let her little brother sleep. He had fallen asleep almost as soon as she began to levitate him up the stairs and she had a feeling he would not wake up until his magic resources was fully restored. He would sleep for at least 3 days.
Those three days would give Lucinda time to think about what had happened the last busy months. She had contacted Harry the month before he graduated from Hogwarts and she had slowly gained his trust. At first he hadn't believed her and was going to tell Dumbeldore about the whole thing. He had thought she was a Death Eater that was trying to get to him. She convinced him not to by sending him the only memory she had of their mother. A picture of her at the age of seventeen in which she was holding a little baby with eyes just as green as her. The baby was Lucinda.
Harry had done all sorts of things to control the validity of the picture and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Slowly he started listening to what Lucinda had to say and eventually he believed her, at least so much that he would agree to meet her. He had told none of his friends about their corresponding so they had decided to meet during a Hogsmeade weekend. That way Harry could tell his friends that he was going to stay in the castle to study to the N.E.W.T:s while they went to the little town. When they had left Harry had snuck out of the castle to meet Lucinda.
And what a meeting it had been. Harry had been wearing his invisibility cloak to the meeting point so Lucinda had not seen him when he arrived, though she had felt his presence as soon as he came closer. Harry must have felt it too because as soon as he had seen her he had just took of the cloak and stared at her. Then he had mover closer had touched her hair very gently. Green eyes had met green and Lucinda had felt a connection so strong it felt like they could move mountains together.
"I believe you, I believe everything you have told me." Harry had said and they had jus continued to stare into each other's eyes for what felt like the longest time. Eventually Lucinda had taken Harry's hand and led him to a large flat stone where they could sit down and talk. She told him her story and he told his. They talked about what was to come, they both had a feeling Voldemort would attack sometime in the following year and they both knew that Harry would play a large part in the upcoming war. Harry was to receive extra training from Dumbeldore and the other teachers in order to defeat Voldemort, but they decided that Lucinda would train him as well. She had extensive knowledge of ancient magic and knew quite a lot about the Dark Arts. Both she and Harry looked forward to his training.
After that first meeting they kept in touch by owl post through the remainder of the school year. Harry already had too much to think about with the N.E.W.T:s and his apparation test coming up and he didn't need another teacher nagging him to do his homework. Lucinda had a lot to do too. She had to set a training room for Harry in order and she had to find the appropriate books in her quite extensive library before he started his training. They had also agreed that they should have his lessons in the mansion and that would indeed be much easier once Harry had learned to apparate.
Harry had stayed in Hogwarts after graduation and his training had started almost immediately. The teachers were working him hard, but it was nothing like what Lucinda was doing. She had decided to get as much work done in as little time as possible. They only had the weekends to work and there was so much to work on. They had started out simple with some shielding spells that Harry had learned to master to perfection amazingly fast. They had quickly moved on to more difficult things, which meant more advanced Dark Arts and ancient magic. It was only weeks before Voldemort's first attack that Harry had found the spell that he had used to take the Dark Lord's magic during a late night reading session in Lucinda's library.
After some more research about it they had decided that it was worth a shot and Harry had spent all the time he could find to memorize the words and the movements. He had practiced on rats and other rodents, but mostly rats, Lucinda understood why, and he had gotten quite good at it. But they still weren't sure how it would work on a human being and they had jus started to test the spell on a bit larger magical creatures when on, very fittingly, Halloween, the first attack came.
All Lucinda could do was watch Harry and his friends fight for all they were worth. She kept in the shadows and out of everyone's way. The only time she had interfered with anything was when she saved Neville Longbottom's life. The poor boy had been surrounded by three Death Eaters and they were about to cast the Killing Curse on him when she decided to make them all fly right in the arms of the giant squid, who apparently was on the side of the light. Neville hadn't known what happened, but he had thankfully ran as fast as he could outside Hogwarts apparation wards and apparated away. Yes, even he had passed the test. The only thing he left behind was his right shoe.
When Harry had performed the spell that had taken the Dark Lord's magic, Lucinda had watched and smiled. She had just known it would work; she had felt how sure Harry had been in his words and in his mind. She too had felt the incredible surge of power just before he released the spell and she too had known it had worked before anyone else had known what Harry had done and when he apparated she had known where he went and followed.
Now she sat in a large black leather couch in front of the fire in her own bedroom, decorated in black and dark red colours, nothing like the one of the Gryffindor house. She was pleased with the way things had turned out and she had a feeling that they could only get better. She poured a glass of vine to celebrate. Silently she proposed a toast to Harry and the great performance ha had made earlier. She knew that Harry would not want to go back to Hogwarts and his life there immediately and she wondered in her mind what he was going to do when he got better. She knew that he was not finished with Voldemort and that twit Lucius Malfoy. She wondered what Dumbeldore and the others back at Hogwarts would do with them and how they were coping with Harry leaving them. After a while her thoughts went around in circles and she was beginning to fell slightly dizzy from the wine and the exhaustion after a day of practicing "constant vigilance". She went to bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Next morning when she woke up it was rather late, too late in her opinion. She took a quick shower and went for breakfast in the kitchen. The house elves provided her with hot black coffee and toast. She had actually managed to convince them that she didn't need to eat more than that, not something you accomplish every day. The Daily Prophet had arrived and lay at the doorstep. She picked the paper up to see if they had written anything about the battle yesterday. They had written a lot actually and they had more accurate information than she'd thought they would have. Of course they had written about "bravery and loss" in a very poetic manner and of course it said that Harry Potter finally had defeated the Dark Lord, but it didn't say how or that the Dark Lord now was a squib and still very much alive. She hadn't expected the paper to find that out, but she wouldn't have been all that surprised if they had. When she had read it all she put the paper away, went to get her very own invisibility cloak and apparated outside the Hogwarts grounds.
She came there just in time to see how Fred and George left one of the tents after talking to the survivors and the wounded. She followed them to the castle and down the dungeons. When they went in to Severus quarters she slinked in after them just before the door closed not to set off any alarms or wards. She listened to the conversation held beside Dumbeldore's bed. She had a hard time keeping quiet all the time because the damp air made her throat itchy and she had to fight back the urge to clear her throat every five minutes. When everyone had stopped talking she sneaked out again and just as she had thought the door was only warded for things coming in and not for things going out.
When she got home she thought about what it would mean that Tom and Lucius stayed with Severus and Draco. She decided it would be a good thing because the four of them already knew each other somewhat even though they in the last battle had been on different sides. She thought I t was better that it was them than that it was Hermione or Fred and George that got the mission. She had a feeling Severus and Draco wouldn't gloat or try to rub it in that the two others had become squibs. Hermione was too angry, Fred and George were too hurt and Ginny was gone. She wondered where Ginny had gone. Harry had talked a lot about the redheaded girl the last month before the war and Lucinda wanted to see what she was like.
The rest of the day and a large part of the night she spent in the library reading a heavy book on ancient charms she had just recently achieved. It was relaxing to think about something that didn't have anything to do with the war or anything related. The war was over. She went to bed around 02.30 in the morning and half an hour or so later she was sleeping soundly.
She awoke the next morning of the feeling that someone was watching her. She opened her eyes and looked around the room and saw Harry standing in the doorway, smiling tiredly at her. He looked lie he had just got out of bed himself. She smiled back.
"You shouldn't be awake yet." She said. "You should be asleep for at least another day, go back to bed Harry."
"I don't want to and besides, I'm not tired. How long have I been asleep anyway?" He looked a bit confused as he asked the last question.
"Two nights and one and a half day, but that shouldn't be enough to restore all the power you lost doing that spell." Lucinda said concerned, but she was more confused. Harry looked well, how could he have recovered so fast? A normal person would have slept for another day at least. Harry was obviously not a normal person, but she already knew that didn't she?
"Yet here I am. So, what's going on out in the world, or Hogwarts more specifically?"
They went down and ate breakfast in the dining room this morning. Harry ate like he had starved for a year while Lucinda tried to explain everything she had found out while he was asleep in as much detail as possible. Harry just ate and nodded every once in a while. When he was finished eating and She was finished talking he rested his elbows on the table and his chin on his hands and asked:
"And what will we do now, dear sister?"
"You do want to talk to Tom again, right?"
"Yes I do, but not yet. I thought I'd have a look around the world first. I was thinking that you might want to befriend the dear Dark Lord while I do that for a few months."
"Just what makes you think that I might want to do that for you?" Lucinda said and raised an eyebrow. Actually, the thought quite appealed to her. She was indeed very curious about the man that almost had taken over wizarding England and now that he didn't look like some sort of snake-human hybrid the thought wasn't bad at all.
"I know you want to, I can feel you curiosity from way over here you twit." Harry said in a mocking tone.
"All right, you got me, but how do you plan to get me close to him?" Lucinda was now very anxious to hear what Harry had to say. She was convinced he had a plan. "And when did you have time to plan it?" she added.
"It's amazing how well you can think when you are as close to unconsciousness as I have been the last two days, and I have had time to think about this ever since we decided that the spell might actually work to take his magic with. I have had quite a lot of time to play with the thought." Lucinda hadn't thought of that. Harry continued. "We have to convince Dumbeldore to let you move the whole party here, Snape and Draco too. I don't think that will be too hard if we send him a letter and explain that it is on my request and that you can be trusted. He'll have to meet with you of course and I think it might be good if Severus and Draco met you too." Harry looked thoughtful. "Yes, that would be best. Then as long as they stay here you can do with them what you want." Lucinda got a mischievous glint in her eye. "That doesn't mean you can harm them Luce. Be nice."
"Well, that sounds good. Although we should plan everything carefully before we write that letter and send it off to Dumbeldore. I want to do some research and you need to get some more rest if you want to get out in the world before they get here." With that the whole matter was decided and about a month later they sat down to write the letter to the Headmaster. Harry already had his bags packed and was ready to go as soon as they had sent it off.
"Dear Headmaster Dumbeldore, My name is Lucinda Evans and I am writing firstly to tell you that Harry Potter is safe and healthy. He is standing right here beside me and he sends his warmest regards. He is just about to go "experience the world" as he puts it, but before he does that he has a request for you.
Hi, Headmaster, this is Harry Potter writing. I have, as Lucinda mentioned, a small request for you. I would like for Tom Riddle and Lucius Malfoy to come and live with her in her mansion that I am currently staying at. I would also like Severus and Draco to come with them, if they agree of course. I guarantee that Lucinda is a good person and will do no harm to either Tom or Lucius (even if I think she wants to sometimes). She has made a vow to me not to harm them. I will be gone for some time, but I will come back in a not too far away future.
Yours, Harry Potter
I would like to meet with you, Professor Snape and young mister Malfoy regarding them staying here. It would be a pleasure to meet all of you.
Sincerely, Lucinda Evans
PS. You can give the reply to Eric (the crow) and he will take it to me. DS."
Both Harry and Lucinda were quite pleased with how the letter turned out so they gave it to Eric and told him where to go. Harry gave Lucinda the longest hug she had ever gotten in her whole life and said he'd be in touch. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him to have a good time. He apparated away to somewhere new and Lucinda were left to take care of everything.
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I can give it all back to you
-Whatever happened to Harry Potter? -
In a large manor on the English countryside a young boy and a girl just a few years older appeared in a small room connected to the entrance hall. The boy fell down on the floor the minute he got there and the girl lent down to help him as soon as she appeared, just a second later. The boy was Harry Potter, saviour of the wizarding world and the girl was his sister that no one except the two of them knew existed. You could quite easily see the similarities between them, the same emerald green eyes, the same pale skin and delicate figure, the dark curly, wild hair and long the lashes. You could have mistaken them for twins if it wasn't for the differences in height (Harry was quite a bit taller than his sister) and the scar that marked Harry's forehead. You could also see if you really looked that the girl looked a few years older than her brother, which indeed she was. The two youths had the same mother but their fathers were different, one was known, that was James Potter, Harry's father, and the other, well, no one really knew who he was, not even his own daughter. No one had ever had the chance to find out, it was a well-kept secret.
The girl, Lucinda was her name, helped Harry up and supported him as they made their way to the nearest bedroom. There weren't any on the first floor so she levitated him up the stairs and to a large room decorated in green and black. She put him on the large four-poster bed and started to examine his body for any major wounds. She didn't find any, Harry was just exhausted from using the powerful spell he had performed on Riddle and his companion. She was amazed that he had managed to apparate to the manor in the state he had been. The boy was amazingly powerful, but then again, so was she. She healed some minor wounds and bruises and then she left to let her little brother sleep. He had fallen asleep almost as soon as she began to levitate him up the stairs and she had a feeling he would not wake up until his magic resources was fully restored. He would sleep for at least 3 days.
Those three days would give Lucinda time to think about what had happened the last busy months. She had contacted Harry the month before he graduated from Hogwarts and she had slowly gained his trust. At first he hadn't believed her and was going to tell Dumbeldore about the whole thing. He had thought she was a Death Eater that was trying to get to him. She convinced him not to by sending him the only memory she had of their mother. A picture of her at the age of seventeen in which she was holding a little baby with eyes just as green as her. The baby was Lucinda.
Harry had done all sorts of things to control the validity of the picture and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Slowly he started listening to what Lucinda had to say and eventually he believed her, at least so much that he would agree to meet her. He had told none of his friends about their corresponding so they had decided to meet during a Hogsmeade weekend. That way Harry could tell his friends that he was going to stay in the castle to study to the N.E.W.T:s while they went to the little town. When they had left Harry had snuck out of the castle to meet Lucinda.
And what a meeting it had been. Harry had been wearing his invisibility cloak to the meeting point so Lucinda had not seen him when he arrived, though she had felt his presence as soon as he came closer. Harry must have felt it too because as soon as he had seen her he had just took of the cloak and stared at her. Then he had mover closer had touched her hair very gently. Green eyes had met green and Lucinda had felt a connection so strong it felt like they could move mountains together.
"I believe you, I believe everything you have told me." Harry had said and they had jus continued to stare into each other's eyes for what felt like the longest time. Eventually Lucinda had taken Harry's hand and led him to a large flat stone where they could sit down and talk. She told him her story and he told his. They talked about what was to come, they both had a feeling Voldemort would attack sometime in the following year and they both knew that Harry would play a large part in the upcoming war. Harry was to receive extra training from Dumbeldore and the other teachers in order to defeat Voldemort, but they decided that Lucinda would train him as well. She had extensive knowledge of ancient magic and knew quite a lot about the Dark Arts. Both she and Harry looked forward to his training.
After that first meeting they kept in touch by owl post through the remainder of the school year. Harry already had too much to think about with the N.E.W.T:s and his apparation test coming up and he didn't need another teacher nagging him to do his homework. Lucinda had a lot to do too. She had to set a training room for Harry in order and she had to find the appropriate books in her quite extensive library before he started his training. They had also agreed that they should have his lessons in the mansion and that would indeed be much easier once Harry had learned to apparate.
Harry had stayed in Hogwarts after graduation and his training had started almost immediately. The teachers were working him hard, but it was nothing like what Lucinda was doing. She had decided to get as much work done in as little time as possible. They only had the weekends to work and there was so much to work on. They had started out simple with some shielding spells that Harry had learned to master to perfection amazingly fast. They had quickly moved on to more difficult things, which meant more advanced Dark Arts and ancient magic. It was only weeks before Voldemort's first attack that Harry had found the spell that he had used to take the Dark Lord's magic during a late night reading session in Lucinda's library.
After some more research about it they had decided that it was worth a shot and Harry had spent all the time he could find to memorize the words and the movements. He had practiced on rats and other rodents, but mostly rats, Lucinda understood why, and he had gotten quite good at it. But they still weren't sure how it would work on a human being and they had jus started to test the spell on a bit larger magical creatures when on, very fittingly, Halloween, the first attack came.
All Lucinda could do was watch Harry and his friends fight for all they were worth. She kept in the shadows and out of everyone's way. The only time she had interfered with anything was when she saved Neville Longbottom's life. The poor boy had been surrounded by three Death Eaters and they were about to cast the Killing Curse on him when she decided to make them all fly right in the arms of the giant squid, who apparently was on the side of the light. Neville hadn't known what happened, but he had thankfully ran as fast as he could outside Hogwarts apparation wards and apparated away. Yes, even he had passed the test. The only thing he left behind was his right shoe.
When Harry had performed the spell that had taken the Dark Lord's magic, Lucinda had watched and smiled. She had just known it would work; she had felt how sure Harry had been in his words and in his mind. She too had felt the incredible surge of power just before he released the spell and she too had known it had worked before anyone else had known what Harry had done and when he apparated she had known where he went and followed.
Now she sat in a large black leather couch in front of the fire in her own bedroom, decorated in black and dark red colours, nothing like the one of the Gryffindor house. She was pleased with the way things had turned out and she had a feeling that they could only get better. She poured a glass of vine to celebrate. Silently she proposed a toast to Harry and the great performance ha had made earlier. She knew that Harry would not want to go back to Hogwarts and his life there immediately and she wondered in her mind what he was going to do when he got better. She knew that he was not finished with Voldemort and that twit Lucius Malfoy. She wondered what Dumbeldore and the others back at Hogwarts would do with them and how they were coping with Harry leaving them. After a while her thoughts went around in circles and she was beginning to fell slightly dizzy from the wine and the exhaustion after a day of practicing "constant vigilance". She went to bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Next morning when she woke up it was rather late, too late in her opinion. She took a quick shower and went for breakfast in the kitchen. The house elves provided her with hot black coffee and toast. She had actually managed to convince them that she didn't need to eat more than that, not something you accomplish every day. The Daily Prophet had arrived and lay at the doorstep. She picked the paper up to see if they had written anything about the battle yesterday. They had written a lot actually and they had more accurate information than she'd thought they would have. Of course they had written about "bravery and loss" in a very poetic manner and of course it said that Harry Potter finally had defeated the Dark Lord, but it didn't say how or that the Dark Lord now was a squib and still very much alive. She hadn't expected the paper to find that out, but she wouldn't have been all that surprised if they had. When she had read it all she put the paper away, went to get her very own invisibility cloak and apparated outside the Hogwarts grounds.
She came there just in time to see how Fred and George left one of the tents after talking to the survivors and the wounded. She followed them to the castle and down the dungeons. When they went in to Severus quarters she slinked in after them just before the door closed not to set off any alarms or wards. She listened to the conversation held beside Dumbeldore's bed. She had a hard time keeping quiet all the time because the damp air made her throat itchy and she had to fight back the urge to clear her throat every five minutes. When everyone had stopped talking she sneaked out again and just as she had thought the door was only warded for things coming in and not for things going out.
When she got home she thought about what it would mean that Tom and Lucius stayed with Severus and Draco. She decided it would be a good thing because the four of them already knew each other somewhat even though they in the last battle had been on different sides. She thought I t was better that it was them than that it was Hermione or Fred and George that got the mission. She had a feeling Severus and Draco wouldn't gloat or try to rub it in that the two others had become squibs. Hermione was too angry, Fred and George were too hurt and Ginny was gone. She wondered where Ginny had gone. Harry had talked a lot about the redheaded girl the last month before the war and Lucinda wanted to see what she was like.
The rest of the day and a large part of the night she spent in the library reading a heavy book on ancient charms she had just recently achieved. It was relaxing to think about something that didn't have anything to do with the war or anything related. The war was over. She went to bed around 02.30 in the morning and half an hour or so later she was sleeping soundly.
She awoke the next morning of the feeling that someone was watching her. She opened her eyes and looked around the room and saw Harry standing in the doorway, smiling tiredly at her. He looked lie he had just got out of bed himself. She smiled back.
"You shouldn't be awake yet." She said. "You should be asleep for at least another day, go back to bed Harry."
"I don't want to and besides, I'm not tired. How long have I been asleep anyway?" He looked a bit confused as he asked the last question.
"Two nights and one and a half day, but that shouldn't be enough to restore all the power you lost doing that spell." Lucinda said concerned, but she was more confused. Harry looked well, how could he have recovered so fast? A normal person would have slept for another day at least. Harry was obviously not a normal person, but she already knew that didn't she?
"Yet here I am. So, what's going on out in the world, or Hogwarts more specifically?"
They went down and ate breakfast in the dining room this morning. Harry ate like he had starved for a year while Lucinda tried to explain everything she had found out while he was asleep in as much detail as possible. Harry just ate and nodded every once in a while. When he was finished eating and She was finished talking he rested his elbows on the table and his chin on his hands and asked:
"And what will we do now, dear sister?"
"You do want to talk to Tom again, right?"
"Yes I do, but not yet. I thought I'd have a look around the world first. I was thinking that you might want to befriend the dear Dark Lord while I do that for a few months."
"Just what makes you think that I might want to do that for you?" Lucinda said and raised an eyebrow. Actually, the thought quite appealed to her. She was indeed very curious about the man that almost had taken over wizarding England and now that he didn't look like some sort of snake-human hybrid the thought wasn't bad at all.
"I know you want to, I can feel you curiosity from way over here you twit." Harry said in a mocking tone.
"All right, you got me, but how do you plan to get me close to him?" Lucinda was now very anxious to hear what Harry had to say. She was convinced he had a plan. "And when did you have time to plan it?" she added.
"It's amazing how well you can think when you are as close to unconsciousness as I have been the last two days, and I have had time to think about this ever since we decided that the spell might actually work to take his magic with. I have had quite a lot of time to play with the thought." Lucinda hadn't thought of that. Harry continued. "We have to convince Dumbeldore to let you move the whole party here, Snape and Draco too. I don't think that will be too hard if we send him a letter and explain that it is on my request and that you can be trusted. He'll have to meet with you of course and I think it might be good if Severus and Draco met you too." Harry looked thoughtful. "Yes, that would be best. Then as long as they stay here you can do with them what you want." Lucinda got a mischievous glint in her eye. "That doesn't mean you can harm them Luce. Be nice."
"Well, that sounds good. Although we should plan everything carefully before we write that letter and send it off to Dumbeldore. I want to do some research and you need to get some more rest if you want to get out in the world before they get here." With that the whole matter was decided and about a month later they sat down to write the letter to the Headmaster. Harry already had his bags packed and was ready to go as soon as they had sent it off.
"Dear Headmaster Dumbeldore, My name is Lucinda Evans and I am writing firstly to tell you that Harry Potter is safe and healthy. He is standing right here beside me and he sends his warmest regards. He is just about to go "experience the world" as he puts it, but before he does that he has a request for you.
Hi, Headmaster, this is Harry Potter writing. I have, as Lucinda mentioned, a small request for you. I would like for Tom Riddle and Lucius Malfoy to come and live with her in her mansion that I am currently staying at. I would also like Severus and Draco to come with them, if they agree of course. I guarantee that Lucinda is a good person and will do no harm to either Tom or Lucius (even if I think she wants to sometimes). She has made a vow to me not to harm them. I will be gone for some time, but I will come back in a not too far away future.
Yours, Harry Potter
I would like to meet with you, Professor Snape and young mister Malfoy regarding them staying here. It would be a pleasure to meet all of you.
Sincerely, Lucinda Evans
PS. You can give the reply to Eric (the crow) and he will take it to me. DS."
Both Harry and Lucinda were quite pleased with how the letter turned out so they gave it to Eric and told him where to go. Harry gave Lucinda the longest hug she had ever gotten in her whole life and said he'd be in touch. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him to have a good time. He apparated away to somewhere new and Lucinda were left to take care of everything.
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