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... oppressive tension of the forest. The soft light of early evening slanted gently over the clearing, casting long shadows as the woods slowly darkened around them. The grassy patch where Eira had chosen to stop was still touched by the last warm hues of daylight. In the center stood a small, neat table and two chairs—conjured with crisp precision from her wand— their white wood glowing softly against the deepening greens.
Hermione Granger sat across from her, looking both relieved and res ...
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