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"Harry! Come in here this instant!" I yelled, standing stiffly with my arms crossed.
"Yes, princess?" He huffed back sarcastically from the doorframe.
I frowned. "This is the third time this week you've left your boxers on the living room couch!" I screeched.
"And this is the third time I'll say I was going to put them away."
I narrowed my eyes. "Oh, they'll be no third time for you, Potter."
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