Draco stood by the gate, looking at his watch every two or three seconds. He was bouncing on his feet and looking around nervously whenever he wasn’t checking his watch. Waiting was driving him mad. He’d heard nothing from George, which he suspected meant he was on coming but now he wasn’t so sure. It was 11:45 and 37 seconds. Draco had always been
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I'm glad I could convert you to this wonderful little ship
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