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Harry said with so much fireceness in his voice. Meanwhile Debby has been totally grounded in Harry's mansion. Her legs and hand has been tied with strong chain. They made her look like a pitiful pitbull. Debby began to sob as she knew perfectly that this was a total set up. She didn't know what to make of the situation. She had watched the footage and indeed, the person who had done the act to Lord Douglas, looked exactly like her, but she was never the type to do such an outrageous thing.

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

she asks me, her gaze sliding to the door he’d exited through. “He is,” I tell her, though I’d seen no magic from him. Nora on the other hand, she’d given me a show; grasping the stars in her hands. The display had been breath taking, shimmering lights of far off planets danced in her palm. I’d wondered how they could be so small and she’d told me “Anything is possible with magic.” “Good,” she smiles faintly, just as Davon returns. His stride is quick as he makes her way to her, holding a flask of liquid that is oddly bright for being brown, “Take this, drink it all.”