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"No not him!" James scowled. "Harry you know better. Don't you DARE be friends with him." He turned to Lily. "That's Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black's son! He literally comes from a clan of death eaters!"
"James you of all people should know not to judge someone because of their parents!" Lily scolded.
"Don't you remember! It's that snobby boy from Madame Malkin's!"
"No, I don't remember."
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"- My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford." He turned back to Harry.
"You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
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James turned to Lily smirking smugly.
"Don't say it." Lily frowned.
"I tol-" James started, before Lily interrupted him.
"Don't you dare, James Potter." Lily warned, glaring at him.
"I told you so!" James said quickly, before Lily could stop him.
"Fine!" She exclaimed. "I stand corrected." Lily said grimly. She joined James as they both urged Harry, even though he couldn't hear them.
"Don't be friends with him Harry!"
"Stick with Ron. I like Ron!"
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He held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it.
"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks," he said coolly.
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