Harry wondered just who could help him out here. Fleur was out of the question. Their association was still private and he would prefer it to remain as such for as long as they could keep it. Daphne and Tracey were the same. Even though they didn't care what people in Slytherin thought, he'd rather not reveal his relationship with them. That left Katie and Rosie, and although he was confident that the busty barmaid would be very much eager for what he had in mind, it was the former Harry decided to approach first.
She was with the chasers, as usual, when Harry found her, and at the mere sight of him, she grinned. Angelina and Alicia spotted him seconds later and teasing grins emerged on their faces. Keeping a cordial smile on his visage, Harry approached them at a steady pace.
"Sooo… it's that time, hmm?" Angelina teased, prompting Alicia to giggle. Their antics did little more than earn a chuckle from him.
Instead of budging under their teasing, Harry smirked. "Just look at her. Can you really blame me?" He asked, ogling Katie up and down right in front of them.
The brunette was wearing a casual red top that had a v-neckline, displaying only a hint of her generous cleavage – teasing, but in no way inappropriate, with an unbuttoned denim jacket thrown over, showing off her generous rack and flat belly that he knew was toned from all the workout she did as part of her Quidditch regimen. A pair of faded jeans with tears around the knees and white sneakers completed her attire. It was casual, and it was so very Katie.
The girl reached out with her hand and Harry immediately grabbed it, pulling her flush against him.
"You took your lovely time," she teased, leaning up to kiss him gently. The other two chasers grinned openly at their display.
"Good things happen to those who wait," he quipped instantly and wrapped an arm around her waist, palming her hips right over the curve of her perky rear. Turning toward the remaining two chasers, he smirked, "Ladies, by your leave."
They simply waved them away with matching grins and Harry led Katie away, his hand slowly stroking the curve of her rear over her jeans.
"You really do love my arse, don't you?" Katie asked teasingly, nudging him with her hips. All Harry did was stare ahead, smiling.
They walked through multiple corridors, passing by several students. A few did pause to stare at them but they expertly ignored everyone, unbothered. It was not as if they were doing anything that everyone had not seen already during the Yule Ball.
It was when they were walking up the Grand Staircase that Harry spoke up.
"There's something I want to discuss with you," he began. "You have the right to say no, but I'd really appreciate your help."
Katie straightened up slightly at his serious tone and glanced at him from the corners of her eyes. He was staring straight at her, and the intensity of his gaze sent a thrill of anticipation straight through her core. She could not help but feel that whatever he was about to say would be very enticing, yet challenging.
"What is it?" She asked with a hint of eagerness as they stepped off the staircase and walked into another corridor.
"Come with me," he replied, glancing around at the students who were not-so-discreetly stealing glances at them as they walked. Not only students, but several portraits filled with middle-aged ladies were whispering furiously as they openly stared at them. "Let's go up to the room and I'll tell you about it on the way there."
"The room? You have a room in this castle now?" Katie asked with a chuckle, earning a smile from him.
"It's a secret one, and the one we'll be using should you agree," Harry replied.
"You already know my answer, Harry. What is it?"
Squeezing her softly, Harry told her what he had discovered about Neville and Ginny, and Katie frowned as he went on and she realized what the issue between the two was. She had a feeling where Harry was going with it and her eyes widened when he made the proposal.
"So that's what I'm thinking of. It would help them out nicely, right?"
Katie's heartbeat rose as she imagined it and Harry felt her grasp on his arm tighten. Glancing at her, he found her biting her lower lip softly with a wicked smile on her face, and he raised a curious eyebrow.
"I've got no issues," she grinned. "In fact, that is one of my fantasies. I can't explain how excited I'm feeling right now."
"Really?" Harry laughed as he fished out his wand and held it aloft. "I should confirm it then?"
Katie nodded excitedly and Harry swished his wand, sending a patronus each to Ginny and Neville to meet him on the seventh floor.
"When you said you'd make it up to me with something extra special, this wasn't even remotely close to what I had in mind," she said teasingly as Harry put his wand away.
"What can I say," he grinned, smirking down at her. "I aim to surprise."
"A very pleasant surprise indeed," Katie replied.
Chuckling, Harry tightened his hold on her. "Let's go get you live out this fantasy of yours."
"Gladly," Katie smirked and pressed herself firmly against him as they walked away.
-Break-
After Harry left him with Ginny and Luna, Neville bolted off less than a minute later, still in disbelief over what the latter had said. There was no way he could stay there anymore, not when the sheer embarrassment from that interaction was coursing through him. He was used to being mortified by one thing or another, but this was a different beast.
For the past half an hour, he had been walking through the corridor near the courtyard when Harry's patronus found him. Neville listened to it curiously as it told him to come over to the seventh floor. Neville's first instinct was to ignore him but he knew Harry was only trying to help him out and even though he didn't truly want to, he found himself resignedly walking up the stairs. At least Harry wouldn't make fun of him – that he was sure of.
As he reached the seventh-floor corridor, he found Harry already waiting. His gaze quickly shifted over to the person standing with Harry and his steps faltered. Ginny was leaning against a wall near the large tapestry and he quickly averted his eyes when she happened to glance over at him. He could see how embarrassed she was as well and the last thing he wanted was to add to it.
"Follow me, you two," Harry instructed as Neville reached him and began walking. Both Neville and Ginny stayed rooted to the spot for a few seconds before they followed behind him at a sedate pace, ensuring there was ample distance between them and their eyes were trained ahead at Harry.
"Where are you taking us, Harry?" Ginny asked softly, a small frown visible on her face.
"Impatient much, Ginny?" The emerald-eyed wizard asked with a chuckle, his gaze trained straight ahead. "Don't worry, you'll know soon."
Ginny let out a small sigh and remained quiet as they kept striding forward.
They walked in relative silence for a minute or two when Harry suddenly paused. He turned around and regarded them with a firm look on his face. "I'd like to ask you to keep an open mind about what's going to happen now, okay?"
Twin looks of confusion appeared on their faces as they stared at Harry who seemed utterly serious about whatever he had planned.
"What is going to happen, exactly?" Neville asked, his voice carrying with it a hint of a squeak which he hated with a passion.
Instead of responding, Harry turned around and they saw him reach out and grab the handle of a large, metallic door that appeared out of nowhere. Both Neville and Ginny stared ahead in surprise, watching him as he pulled it open and walked in, gesturing for them to follow.
The door shut behind them just as they entered and both Neville and Ginny cast their gaze around at what appeared to be a lavish bedroom with a massive, comfortable bed in the middle. A large couch was set near the wall where they saw, to their surprise, none other than Katie Bell sitting casually with her legs crossed. The brunette smiled at them as they approached, and both Ginny and Neville watched with slight surprise as she got up and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, kissing him passionately. Harry kissed her back just as eagerly, squeezing her slender and athletic frame against his body before he pulled back with a smile. Together, they turned to Ginny and Neville and regarded them.
"So… any ideas what's going to happen here?"
Both Ginny and Neville glanced over at the large bed and their faces flushed.
"Harry, we—" Ginny began.
"Don't worry, I'm not telling you to fuck each other over there," he cut her off, chuckling as they flushed even more. He exchanged a glance with Katie who gave him a wicked grin. "You two can have a seat over here on this couch while you have your lessons."
"Lessons?" Ginny asked after a moment of pause, her face set into one of confusion and curiosity.
"Harry told me about your little problem," Katie interjected, stepping forward and slowly pushing Ginny onto the couch. Harry clapped him on the back and did the same with Neville. Together, the two stared up at them. Katie continued, "And he had an idea. Fortunately, it's one of my fantasies as well, so it was killing two birds with one stone."
Ginny and Neville still looked confused, and Harry took pity on them. He stepped up behind Katie and wrapped his arms around her, and the brunette wasted no time in pressing her pert round rear against his groin, rubbing teasingly. Ginny and Neville watched, their eyes wide, as his hands slowly buried under Katie's top where he began caressing her belly sensuously.
"You two have this issue because you screwed up, and you screwed up because you didn't know how to go about it, right?" Katie asked, leaning her head to the side and moaning as Harry began to pepper the side of her neck with soft, featherlight kisses as he continued to caress her flat belly. "Well, what Harry thought is that you two need is a practical demonstration of how these things work. You know… how to go about it, how to take things further, where to do what… all of that. Luckily, I also agree. I'm sure you've already guessed what I mean."
Ginny and Neville could not look away even if they tried to, their eyes fixated on Harry's hands as they kept moving about under Katie's top.
"You'll be watching me and Harry fuck on that bed," Katie whispered hotly, hissing when Harry bit her earlobe. "You'll watch everything we do to each other, and you will remember it for all your lives so that you never forget how these things work. No matter who you are with… each other or someone else, this is a lesson that will stay with you for the rest of your lives."
Shocked, Ginny and Neville could do nothing but stare at the other couple in silence.
"What!?" Ginny was the first to catch her voice, and she shot to her feet, her eyes wide in disbelief.
"I think I made myself clear, Ginny… ah yes…"
Ginny watched on in disbelief as Harry's hands slowly started to climb under the top, making the sinful trail to the brunette's firm tits. Her eyes were fixated on his hands, her fists clenched firmly at her sides. Meanwhile, Katie gave her a wicked grin before she grabbed Harry's arms and finally pushed them upward, planting his palms directly on top of her bra-covered tits.
"Ah yes Harry… oh play with them…"
The brunette moaned, thrusting out her chest to give Harry even more access which he helped himself to with barely hidden eagerness. He mauled her tits under her top, squeezing them over the cups of her bra. His lips were attached to her neck all the while, sucking and nibbling ferociously. All the while, Katie moaned and sighed in pleasure, intent on showing their audience everything they might need to see to learn while fulfilling her fantasy along the way. Her pert round rear rubbed furiously against his groin, trapping his hard member between her cheeks as she ground herself against him.
Ginny remained standing with wide eyes, her eyes affixed to them, unaware of her surroundings. She had the most severe case of tunnel vision, all her senses occupied by the sensual display being put forward in front of her. She was so absorbed in the tumultuous emotions that were coursing through her that she jerked in surprise when she felt a hand close around her wrist and give a gentle tug.
Neville stared up at Ginny with all the courage he could muster, hiding his embarrassment as he tugged her hand toward her, their eyes locked. Silently, he asked her to sit back down, and all Ginny could do was oblige, still reeling. She allowed him to pull her back on the couch right beside him and both were acutely aware of how closely they were sitting together. However, their closeness was the furthest thing from their mind right now as they were intently watching Harry and Katie who were slowly making their way further, walking backward toward the bed that was barely ten, perhaps fifteen feet away from where they were sitting. As such, they had the perfect, close view of what was going on.
Harry had not let up at all. His lips and hands were delightedly occupied with Katie's curves and the brunette also seemed to be preparing them for what awaited them. As the back of his legs hit the bed, Katie pushed her rear out, pressing against his groin harder, and Harry grunted as he was forced to sit at the edge, with Katie stepping forward and turning to the side where Ginny and Neville sat, watching intently.
"Watch and learn," she said sultrily, her eyes locked with Ginny who nodded shakily. Katie smirked as she made quick work of his belt and glanced up at Harry who gave her a wink and raised himself off the bed, allowing her to pull his trousers off. His cock, already hard from her ministrations, sprang free, and Ginny's loud gasp made him glance over to find her staring at it with a furious blush covering her.
Harry watched Ginny who in turn watched raptly as Katie wrapped her hand around his length and began to stroke him gently, squeezing ever so slightly to stimulate him. He turned back to Katie who gave him another wink and leaned over, running her hot, wet tongue along the underside of his length, starting at the base just over his balls and slowly covering the entire surface until she reached the tip and began to swirl her tongue around the large head.
"Fucking hell, Kitty," Harry groaned, gently stroking her lustrous brown hair as he threaded his fingers through her locks, guiding her on top of his cock. Turning toward Ginny and Neville, he said, "You don't need to copy anything. Just pay attention to what we're doing and as you get more experience on how to pleasure your partner, you'll start to improvise yourselves."
The other couple merely nodded dumbly as they watched Katie devour his cock once again. Ginny's throat was dry and parched. She had heard about blowjobs, and the mere thought of doing something like that had disgusted her. However, after watching how eagerly Katie was taking Harry's cock deep in her mouth and rolling her tongue around it wetly as if it was a popsicle and how much Harry seemed to be liking it, all she could think was how foolish she had been for thinking it was disgusting. Her lips were parted, almost as if she was imagining it was her in place of Katie with a cock in her mouth.
A loud moan from Katie pulled Ginny out of her musings and she flushed brilliantly as she caught herself. Her eyes refocused, wide in marvel as she saw how lewdly Katie had her lips wrapped around the base of Harry's massive rod. Her nose was pressed against his groin, her eyes shut firmly, and Ginny had a perfect view of Katie's throat as it bobbed. She had taken his entire length inside her mouth!
With a loud, wet squelch, Katie pulled off Harry's cock and began to stroke him furiously, a thick strand of saliva connecting her mouth to the crown of his prick. Her eyes were heated, the fact that they had an audience most certainly playing a role.
"You need to know how to strike the right balance between pressure and pleasure," Katie rasped, turning toward Ginny and Neville with a sultry smirk. "Don't wanna hurt your man, eh?"
Ginny automatically shook her head, fully immersed in whatever this was now. Meanwhile, Harry stared at Neville and spoke, "And when you feel it's time, don't hesitate to take charge."
Just as he spoke, Harry reached down and grabbed Katie's hair in a gentle grasp. He stood up and slowly dragged her so that she was level with his prick. He expertly guided himself back inside her mouth and began to slowly push his length in and out of her, feeding her his cock as she swirled her tongue around it.
Both Ginny and Neville watched Harry wince and groan in pleasure as he guided his prick inside Katie's mouth without pause and the brunette took it with equal enthusiasm. He ran his hand through her brunette locks, caressing her scalp as he remained enveloped in the hot, wet cavern of her mouth, feeling her tongue roll and splash around his girth as he thrust his hips forward, driving deeper every few seconds.
Ginny watched it all raptly, absorbing everything that was being displayed. She had understood that everything that had happened so far had mostly been for her. Katie had been in charge of it all so far, or at least most of it, with Harry having his input here and there. She watched it all attentively, committing everything to memory.
The night of the Yule Ball and the time since then had been embarrassing for both her and Neville, and as she glanced at him, she found him watching with as much rapt attention as she had been and with a small smile, she turned back to watching Harry fucking Katie's mouth. Perhaps there was hope for both her and Neville after everything was said and done.
"And Nev," Harry called out in a strained tone. "Always let your partner decide before you shoot."
On cue, Katie reached out and grabbed hold of his prick. Harry's eyes widened and a grunt left him as he felt her start to bob her head back and forth, blowing him off with renewed vigor. Her free hand also reached out to grab his hanging balls, fondling and squeezing gently. Just as she'd said, a balance between pressure and pleasure.
"Looks like she's decided where she wants it," he laughed shakily as he felt his balls tighten, and suddenly, Neville felt Ginny's hand grip his thigh firmly as Harry let out a strangled breath, shooting his load deep inside Katie's throat. The redhead's eyes were wide in fascination and amazement as she watched Katie Bell, who used to be considered a tomboy by many, eagerly deepthroated Harry Potter and engulf his hot, thick seed, wasting not a single drop as she swallowed it all as if her life depended on it. Her eyes fell on Katie's face, lewdly smeared with spit and sweat, but the brunette was hellbent on ensuring her partner's cum did not join in. She could not waste any bit of it.
Finally, Harry relented with labored breaths, his eyes fixated on Katie who sucked off whatever remained of his orgasm and only when she was satisfied did she pull off. He watched her wink up at him before holding her hand out and amused, Harry pulled her to her feet before fixing his trousers once again.
Once he was done, he turned with Katie toward Ginny and Neville who stared at them in silence.
"I know you two might have many thoughts going through your heads right now," he began with a small smile. "Let them do what they want. There is no need to rush anything. You have all the time you need to get yourselves as comfortable with this as possible. Think, and act on your desires. This is for your pleasure, and the last thing you want is to be under any sort of pressure."
"I saw you two paying pretty close attention to what was going on," Katie said teasingly, chuckling when they flushed. "Don't be mortified. It's good that you two did what you should've. You saw us, and I'm sure you learned plenty. Put it all to good use and get comfortable. And when you do feel you are ready for more… well, you know where to find us."
"What she said," Harry nodded. "This is where we end this for now. We'll see you two later, okay?"
With a final smile, Harry wrapped an arm around Katie's waist and led the way toward the exit of the room, having no doubts that a multitude of thoughts were running through their minds, and he was indeed spot on.
Both Ginny and Neville had their minds fixated on the display that had been put forward by the pair and the sight of Harry unloading himself inside Katie's mouth had inflamed the desire within them as well. Neville craved the feeling of having his cock sucked by a girl before he too erupted inside her mouth. Meanwhile, Ginny was wondering just how exhilarating it must have felt for Katie to have sucked Harry off like that and then gulp down his entire release, and she too craved to feel the same euphoria. Both their eyes automatically fell on each other and their mouths went slightly dry. This was the first time they had looked each other in the eyes properly since the Yule Ball, and both felt their breaths hitch and their heartbeats rise dramatically.
Ginny was the first to find her composure. Her eyes closed firmly as she took a deep breath to calm herself down so that she could speak without stuttering. She gazed at Neville square in the eyes and began, "So…"
She could not continue as one of Harry's lessons came to Neville just at that moment and he decided to just take the plunge. Ginny's eyes widened in shock when Neville turned around and smashed his lips against hers.
Harry and Katie had helped them massively here, and they couldn't screw it up once again. There would be no coming back from it if they did.
-Break-
It was dinner when Harry saw Ginny and Neville again, and to his pleasant surprise, it was in the company of each other. The pair walked in, hand-in-hand and all smiles, and took their seat near where he was sitting with the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
"Looks like things are better now, hmm?" Katie asked teasingly, wagging her eyebrows. Ginny flushed scarlet and Neville was faring no better, but there was no missing the grin on the boy's face. Both Harry and Katie had a pretty good idea of what might have happened when they left the room, and all Harry did was nudge the boy's shoulder with a chuckle.
"Good for you two," he said, smiling. Ginny and Neville began to fix their plates, their shoulders and hands brushing frequently as the rest of the team watched.
Fred opened his mouth but his words were forced to be buried inside his throat when Alicia stomped on his foot, staring at him warningly. Angelina, although not as violent, was equally warning George to keep shut. The twins, perhaps having developed a sense of self-preservation at last, did not test the two chasers and merely indulged in the dinner. Harry and Katie exchanged an amused glance with each other.
The Second Task of the Triwizard Tournament was a little while away, but Harry had been hard at work. It mostly entailed research in the library or elsewhere on potential spells, artifacts, herbs, or potions that could help him breathe underwater for at least an hour, which is why he seemed to be taking so much time. Spellcasting was his forte, turning parchment was not. Still, he had made considerable progress so far and he believed it was only a matter of time before he stumbled upon something that would be perfect for his requirements.
Dinner passed with nothing of note happening and they all made their way to the Gryffindor Common Room together. Harry did not miss the looks his two favorite snakes directed at him and he resolved to do something on that front soon as well. It was high time they spent some quality time together.
-Break-
The Ministry was almost empty, with only a few employees still working on pending or urgent tasks. The Triwizard Tournament and the events of the Quidditch World Cup had put a lot of pressure on the British Ministry this year and most of the departments had staff frequently working late into the night.
Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, sat behind her desk, staring intently at a small crystal vial. The swirling, silvery substance it contained seemed to mock her, its implications too vast to fully comprehend for some. She had emerged from her Pensieve mere minutes ago, and the memory she had witnessed threatened to upend years of public belief.
A knock at the door broke her reverie.
"Come in," she called without tearing her eyes off the vial.
A woman who looked to be in her early twenties entered, her hair a light shade of pink and tied in a ponytail. She was clad in her usual auror robes and a badge that said 'Tonks' was affixed to her left breast.
"You asked to see me, Boss?"
Amelia resisted the urge to sigh and nodded, gesturing for her to take a seat. "Yes, Auror Tonks. I have some questions about the evidence you brought in a few days ago."
Tonks' eyes fell on the collection of evidence on the desk and her brows furrowed slightly. "Of course. Is something wrong?" She asked, her voice devoid of its usual humor. She could see the woman was not amused in the slightest.
"Not wrong, per se," Amelia said curtly. "But I found something... unexpected among the items. This memory vial." She held up the crystal container. "Do you recall including it with the other evidence?"
Tonks leaned forward, squinting at the vial. "No, I can't say I remember that one at all. The vials I put in all had department seals on them. This one clearly has a normal cork. What's in it?"
Amelia hesitated slightly, placing the vial back on the table as she released a deep breath. Finally, she said, "I'll get to that. First, I need you to think carefully. Did anything unusual happen when you were transporting the evidence?"
Tonks' face scrunched up as she thought about it. Nothing in particular came to mind. She had carried the box as she usually did. It had all been normal, as usual… Suddenly, Tonks' eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Actually, yes!"
At her boss' intense stare, Tonks continued hastily, "I collided with someone in the hallway. People really don't watch where they're waking. Everything fell over, but at least this man helped me pick it all up. Not before I scolded him for it though."
"This man…" Amelia said pointedly, leaning forward. "Do you know who he was?"
"Sorry, Boss… I was in such a rush that I didn't even look at him properly… and then everything fell over and I was in even more rush… But oh, I remember he came out of the Improper Use of Magic Office."
Amelia's eyebrows rose slightly and she tapped her wand against a rune on her desk. Hopefully, she would find her answer tonight and would not have to wait for her to arrive the next day.
To her relief, the woman had been in the Ministry and Amelia nodded cordially at Mafalda Hopkirk who worked in the Improper Use of Magic Office.
"You asked for me, Madam Bones?" Mafalda asked, glancing at Tonks for a second before shifting her gaze back to Amelia quickly.
"Yes, Mafalda," Amelia nodded. "Did you have an unusual visitor recently?"
"Our office gets several visitors throughout the day, Madam Bones," Mafalda replied. "If you have a date or time?"
"Yesterday afternoon," Tonks said, turning around, and Mafalda's eyes immediately flashed.
"Oh yes, Harry Potter visited our office yesterday. As you know it was a light day, and he was the only visitor during the afternoon," the woman replied. "He came to enquire about the legalities of human transfiguration like partial transformation, animagi, metamorphs, and the like."
Tonks' eyes widened slightly at that.
"I see," Amelia said softly. "Thank you, Mafalda. That would be all."
As the woman left and the door shut behind her, Tonks turned to Amelia and exclaimed, "I bumped into and berated Harry Potter!? Merlin, he was such a little child when he came to Hogwarts. How did he get so…"
She abruptly shut her mouth when her boss gave her an unimpressed stare.
"He's of legal age, Boss," she muttered under her breath.
Amelia merely sighed as she leaned back and steeled her fingers, her brows furrowed in confusion.
Harry Potter, whose parents were presumed to have been betrayed by Sirius Black and who should have all the reason to hate the man to the core had snuck in an evidence of such magnitude in such a clandestine fashion. It pointed to only one conclusion – Harry Potter truly believed that Sirius Black was innocent and that it was Peter Pettigrew who had been behind it all.
Having watched the memory already, Amelia could confidently say that she too believed Black was innocent. Years of being in the DMLE taught one to differentiate between a fake and a real memory, and the memory she had watched was indeed authentic.
"Boss…" Tonks said cautiously. "What are you thinking?"
Sighing, Amelia told the younger woman everything that had happened and by the end of it, Tonks was sitting with her wide eyes filled with hope, her hair having reverted to its natural dark brown.
"Y-You know my Mum always said he didn't do it," she whispered, her fists clenched. "I remember him from back then… Just a little, but I do… Does this memory really prove that S-Sirius is innocent?"
Amelia nodded gravely, feeling sympathetic for the young woman. She had been privy to this knowledge for a while now, ever since she had been visited by Andromeda Tonks when her daughter had become an auror. They had believed in Black's innocence since the first day and their belief had never wavered. Amelia had wondered if she should pursue this matter but the lack of evidence had always stopped her, at least until now. She could see how hopeful the young woman was at the prospect of seeing her mother's favorite cousin being freed from Azkaban.
'Not that he's been in there for a while now,' Amelia thought to herself with a shake of her head.
"Madam Bones," Tonks said in as even a voice she could muster. "If Sirius is indeed innocent, then we have to act on this."
Amelia nodded gravely. "But carefully," she warned. "We need to be very careful. This truth has remained buried for so long now, and we both know there are parties with vested interests in the Blacks. This is something that could shake the Ministry to its core, and not everyone would like that."
Tonks nodded in understanding, her metamorph abilities working to keep her emotional response in check. Not even the hint of a tear was visible in her gray orbs.
"But first," Amelia said firmly. "I believe a meeting with Harry Potter is in order. I'm sure you'd also love to know everything he has to say about this."
Her face set into one of determination, Tonks nodded firmly.
TBC.
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