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𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊
𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
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The dining room was filled with the aromatic taste of food.
"I think it is only fair that the rest of us have our wands too, Aleydis," Rodolphus told his cousin-in-law when she summoned the mouth-watering food with a flick of her wand. As the statement was spoken, wands materialized in front of their respective owner.
Regulus looked at his wand like it was the love of his life, Barty snorted at the look on his face. That was before his own wand appeared in front of him. The table looked like kids who got their favorite toy; albite Rhea that is.
"Let's dig in," Sirius told, keeping his longing gazes on the food. A satisfied sigh left the mouth of the occupants.
"Aly, have I ever told you that I love you," Avery commented. "Yes," Aleydis replied.
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How can something be beautiful yet so dangerous? The question lingered in Sirius Black's mind as he watched the smoke of his cigarette dancing in a beautiful fashion. A question that erupted the first time he saw her.
