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And they had had enough of it today! … "Damn it! They really pissed me off this time!" "Grandpa! Are you really going to let this incident blow over just like this?" Harry was practically seething with anger as he questioned Jerome in the car. Jerome's face was grim. His eyes glinted maliciously as he gritted through his teeth, "Of course not! I'm not done with this just yet!"

It makes my blood boil and my temper rise. “Are you JOKING? You manipulate me all the time! You’re doing it right now! Your magic is as constant as you are. I wanted to dismiss it, but how can I trust that? With your magic, you could have ANYONE so why would I believe you would want to waste your time with me?” I’m crying. When did I start crying? Why am I yelling? I wanted to make up with Harry, not yell at him. I didn’t realise I was so angry about his magic, I thought that I had accepted it. It seems like I haven’t really. Still, I immediately regret my words. I’m about to say something, take it back. Apologise. I don’t know. But before I get the chance, Harry responds, his voice quiet.