The manor house was grand, a regal thing bespeaking prosperity. And yet the gloom of February seemed to have seeped into the place. For all its opulence and beauty, the place stank of misery.
Despair felt quite at home within its walls.
In the parlor she found the family that called the manor home - man, wife and child. They were
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and at first i thought, how can that be when patronus is your happiest thought, but you tied the story lines together very well.
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I loved it.
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