In the Arms of an Angel, Chapter 4
Harry shifted aside a stack of papers and various odds and ends that had been strewn about the double bed, so that he could sit down. His leg was beginning to throb painfully. His head felt like he’d rammed it into a wall… oh, wait; that did happen. He rolled his eyes. Luna asked in an excited voice, “Did he really have fangs? Do you
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