There I was, a wee ickle Fifth Year, bound and determined to see if I could manage to morph the bits. I had seem them. I knew what they felt like but I couldn't do it myself. One day, I was studying for potions. Yeah, I did that, had to really
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I'm going to make an attempt at erasing this from my memory.
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Thanks though.
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Bloody hell, Dora.
... That was a one off, yeh?
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Well now.
That's certainly a good thing there.
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