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[bigbrotherbill]

Oh, for the love of Hogwarts.

What is she doing here? Isn't there any sort of quality control

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[the_weasleys]

Are you quite all right, Bill?

[bigbrotherbill]

No, Mum. I feel quite ill.

Oh!

[the_weasleys]

Is there anything I can do, dear? Anything you need?

[bigbrotherbill]

Don't suppose you've any firewhisky, have you?

[the_weasleys]

Oh, Billy.

You know your father and I don't keep much of that sort of thing around.

Make sure you're somewhere safe before you start, dear.

[bigbrotherbill]

I'll try. But that's the problem--there's no place safe anymore.

[the_weasleys]

Of course there is, dear. Wherever people will look out for you is as safe as you can hope.