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... p, curled into a ball, placed his wet face between his knees, and began to rock backward and forward. When he spoke, his voice was muffled but quite distinct in the silent, echoing kitchen.
“It was fifteen years ago. Unlike Master Sirius who ran away, good riddance, for he was a bad boy and broke my Mistress’s heart with his lawless ways, Master Regulus had proper order; he knew what was due to the name of Black and the dignity of his pure blood. For years he talked of the Dark Lord, who ...
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