" 𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓴𝓮? "
" 𝓟𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝔂 "
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For as long as Charlie Densmore can remember her Father has always avoided taking her into Honeydukes. Her childhood protests going unheard as he would quickly drag her...
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The Age Line!!
"The lake! Look at the lake!"
Lee's excited yelling had grabbed everybody's attention as they turned to look over at the lake, Charlie and Ainsley gasped as the ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight. It had a strangely skeletal look about it, as though it were a resurrected wreck, and the dim, misty lights shimmering at its portholes looked like ghostly eyes. Finally, with a great sloshing noise, the ship emerged entirely, bobbing on the turbulent water, and began to glide toward the bank. A few moments later, they heard the splash of an anchor being thrown down in the shallows, and the thud of a plank being lowered onto the bank.
People were disembarking; they could see their silhouettes passing the lights in the ship's portholes. All of them seemed to be built along the lines of Crabbe and Goyle, Malfoy's minions...but then, as they drew nearer, walking up the lawns into the light streaming from the entrance hall, Charlie saw that their bulk was due to the fact that they were wearing cloaks of some kind of shaggy, matted fur. But the man who was leading them up to the castle was wearing furs of a different sort: sleek and silver, like his hair.
"Dumbledore!" he called heartily as he walked up the slope.
"How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?"
"Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied. Karkaroff had a fruity, unctuous voice; when he stepped into the light pouring from the front doors of the castle they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short, and his goatee (finishing in a small curl) did not entirely hide his rather weak chin. When he reached Dumbledore, he shook hands with both of his own.
"Dear old Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle and smiling; his teeth were rather yellow, and Harry noticed that his smile did does not extend to his eyes, which remained cold and shrewd.
"How good it is to be here, how good. . . . Viktor, come along, into the warmth . . . you don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a slight head cold. . . ."
"It's Krum," Ainsley nudged Charlie in the stomach repeatedly.
"Yeah, I can see him," Charlie said as she pushed Ainsley away as she rubbed her stomach.
"Oh god, I think I'll faint,"
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