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She was a quiet bookish girl with muscial notes tangled in her hair, paint on her fingers, and a knack for Quidditch.

He was a loud well-know boy with messy hair, a bad reputation, and a mischeivous streak.

They were two very different people, with one thing in common. They both needed a guardian angel. They just never expected to find one within the other.

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