Curse Me Not
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Ongoing11m
Last published Wed, Jun 18, 2014
I watched the rain hit the window absentmindedly twirling my wand, weaving it in and out of my fingers. "Who are you?" the plump brown haired boy standing in the doorway asked me curiously, a toad clutched against his chest. "Im Katherine." "Katherine who?" I turned my head towards the small boy and smirked. The plump boy shuffled nervously. "Lestrange." My eyes flashed and my smirk grew wider as the boys face paled and he squeaked running out of the train compartment. I pushed my long curly hair out of my face and leaned back chuckling. I turned to the frowning boy sitting in the seats across from me. "Its like he thinks Im going to curse him or something."
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