The Chasers Heart, Part 2
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'Blimey, Murphy, it's so good to see you!' I blurted out and ran over to meet him. I couldn't help myself. I don't think I realized until that moment exactly how much I'd missed him.
He opened his arms and caught me right as I launched myself into his chair with him. I held on to him tightly, inhaling his familiar smell like cinnamon and teakwood and feeling myself instantly relax. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and I felt him bury his face in my neck.
'Bloody hell, what have they done to you?' He exclaimed suddenly and I pulled back a bit to look him in the face.
'What?' I put a hand to my hair instinctively.
'Yeah, that's different,' he said. 'But look at all these muscles!'
He pulled my damp jacket down my shoulders and felt my arms.
'It's like you're a real, professional Quidditch player!' He exclaimed looking back at my face.
***
With her brother freed and her father found, Nora Knight isn't quite sure what to do with herself for her final two years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Curse-Breaking has been everything, and now she wants nothing to do with it. But who is she if she isn't sneaking around the castle and breaking every single rule trying to break into the Cursed Vaults?
Her boyfriend Murphy McNully only has one more year left at Hogwarts and then she'll be on her own again. But fortunately, he knows exactly what she's good at and has a few ideas on what she can do to occupy her time.
Hogwarts Mystery word, Year 6 to Beyond.
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