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Islands in the stream...
Harry stretched out on the towel and arched his back. “Yeah, ‘Mione?”
“Why don’t you lie in the sun?”
Harry laughed and opened his eyes. “Have you looked at me? I’m paler than Ron’s-”
“Lotion!” Hermione interrupted. She pursed her lips and Harry winked. “There’s plenty of sun lotion. Weasleys don’t tan well.”
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