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𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗼
𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤
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"He knows," that were the first words uttered by Lyra when she entered her tent. Mattheo and Lysandra who were playing wizard chess turned towards the flustered girl. "What?" Lysandra asked, confused.
"Dylan. He knows, about being his... let's see... lost sister," Lyra spoke, sarcasm dripping.
"Geez, alright. What can we do about it?" Mattheo asked.
"Nothing Matt, that's the problem!"The girl told him, pacing around.
"Okay, then why don't we talk about this after the match?" Sandra suggested the other two nod in agreement.
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"You owe me ten galleons," Lysandra screeched in delight. The three had made a bet. Mattheo was firm in his belief that Bulgaria would win. Lysandra disagreed, telling him that the Irish would, to which Draco concurred. Lyra told them she would bet on Krum catching the snitch. So, the present situation was Sandra, Lyra, and Draco asking for their money from Mattheo, who was trying to escape the loss of thirty galleons.
