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... a splitting headache.
Uncountable whispers and incomprehensible hisses kept rushing in and out of her mind like forgotten dreams.
Never had she felt so nauseated before, the feeling of not understanding something leaving her quite helpless.
The only thing of comfort was that she knew the origin of this all.
It wasn't the first time that she had listened to her ancestor's Patronus' imprint in her dreams.
The first time it happened, Darcie had gotten her han ...
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