The smell was unspeakable as he picked his way up through the house. He had seen it countless times before now, in the dark from a cemetery, again through the pensieve with Dumbledore and a thousand times in his nightmares. He stepped over the crumpled and bloated bodies of Death Eaters, all but oozing from the folds of their robes and ridiculous
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*wibbles* *memories*
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