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...a date with hairy, smelly, old Fenrir Greyback who'd not...pretending to be Muggles. "Very old-fashioned, it seems." He blushed...bit. "I'm sort of old-fashioned," Harry admitted. "We would...I say? I'm an old dog." The word lurched in...laughed. "I would say, young lady, that you have never seen...Potter hadn't brought the photo. Then he might not know...and shirt that smelled like old and mothballs, when a nice...
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rating: nc17
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Published: 1 month ago (Sun, 14 Jun 2009 07:43:53 PDT); 50 Kb
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