fourteen

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The next afternoon, I took a seat in the dining hall for lunch.

"Who's this boy Harry you've been speaking of?" His mother asked, passing the food around.

"He's my new friend I met."

"You aren't doing anything with him, right son?" My father's voice echoed through the room.

I shook my head. "No, father."

"He's just a friend."

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