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      the cracking of his neck and knuckles served as preparation for his run in with the mudblood who needed a swift reminder of his place. he had planned to meet him in the dungeons, not that ted was aware, as the potions classroom was devoid of any straggling student and virtually sound proof. andromeda setting up the perfect trap as amycus walked in and locked the door behind him. “ tonks, is it ? ”

           ❛  you  know  —  i  think  this  is  quite  a  brilliant  gig.  ❜  arthur  said  with  his  mouth  half  full  of  butterbeer  as  he  slammed  the  empty  jug  down  on  the  bars  counter.  ❛  not  only  do  you  get  to  be  around  amazing  company,  ❜  he  added,  motioning  to  himself.  ❛  —  but  you  get  to  be  surrounded  by  the  best  food  and  drinks.  ❜  

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      “ i don’t need your bloody help getting up. maybe next time pay attention to where you’re going. ”

      “ have you ever thought about what you’d be doing if it weren’t for hogwarts ? i mean, i’m sure you have — but really. i’d like to think i’d be on the coast of italy. far enough away from my birth home, but not too far. selling art — sculptures, maybe. you’ve had those kind of dreams, right ? ”

           amycus  was  running  errands,  not  for  himself  this  time,  but  for  his  mother  who  had  grown  a  little  ill.  with  his  items  in  a  bag,  he  sharply  turned  on  his  heel,  ignoring  those  around  him  enough  to  have  run  into  someone,  shoulder  checking  them  on  accident…  technically.  ❛  watch  it.  ❜  

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