Addicted
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Ginny Flooed home, her greeting dying in her throat before she could speak. Something was different.
The living room was tidy and the silence was eerily strange too. Edging into the kitchen, she saw Harry stood at the sink, washing up by hand. He hadn’t heard her arrive so she stopped to watch him, suspicious. When she saw
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