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... nders shop regained its ever-present silence as if the riled-up dust was settling down.
Harry looked at the dark green-eyed girl, her golden-white hair flowing down to her waist.
With every passing moment, he felt as if he had returned to the cupboard under the stairs in Dudley's house.
From the things he had heard, and had been forced to listen, it was natural for him to feel so... unnerved in her presence.
It was like introducing a child to the sky, and then als ...
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