Standing in front of The Door and looking at the wall of sand that blocks him in, Ron reckons some of the sand has been shaved from the top
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Harry knows they've spent far too long in this bar. He also knows that's his fault. He'd wanted to leave as soon as he got here but then...well, how could he walk away from here, knowing his mother visited? And now he knows his father does too - can he really walk out, pass up the chance to talk to him, knowing that he may never make it back?
Lily got an envelope today. One that looked dreadfully important and official, and one that it took her a good ten minutes to actually open
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Two someones have hung up some new posters around Milliways. They've been stuck to walls and doors and some have fallen to the floor because the Sticking Charms meant to hold them up aren't that great.
(One someone was in a hurry and didn't have time to double-check his work. And, anyway, this isn't Charms class, thank you very much. Someone
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Harry strides up to the bar, rubbing his eyes furiously. But there's no waver in his voice when he says,
'A Pensieve, please.'
His hand is steady as he draws out the conversation he had with Hermione and both meetings he's had with his mother in this place. He's pushing the bowl away almost before the silvery strands fall into
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Mia's been out on holiday for quite some time now. Some of that holiday was spent walking the streets of London. Muggle London, not Wizarding London
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