NemCake.
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Chaque mercredi, aux alentours de 15h, Hermione Granger vient se procurer des nems à la sortie d'un parc de Londres.
Chaque mercredi, aux alentours de 15h, Fred Weasley vient de procurer des cupcakes à l'entrée du même parc.
Ann-ael et Léa, qui se nomment respectivement Cunégonde et Vergoise désormais, tiennent les fameux stands de nourritures, certaines que les deux anciens Gryffondors feraient de magnifique tourtereaux, elles mettent en place des plans basés sur la stratégie, la logique et l'organisation pour les mettre en couple.
Le plan est parfait....Ou pas.
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