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... ense weight and left to lie there for an eternity.
His limbs were sluggish, his mind foggy, but as his senses slowly returned, he became aware of the gentle warmth of sunlight filtering through a window.
A rhythmic sound reached his ears, soft sniffles, a choked whimper.
"Y-Young Master...!"
He turned his head weakly. There, standing beside his bed, was Witty, his house-elf.
The small creature had tears streaming down his face, his large ears drooping as h ...
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