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F O R D A N G L I A

Riot.



“Alright, alright, explain it one more time?”

Her hands slapped mine away as I tried to steal her notes once more. Her light green eyes held that same stern look that Remus had whenever I was in trouble.

“Listen, Potter, it’s simple: Muggles use cars for transportation.”

I pressed my lips together and tried to picture the mechanics of it. “And this one is your favourite?” I motioned to the picture of the ‘Ford Anglia’—as Lily called it—glued to the back of her notebook.

She dropped her voice to a low whisper, “It’s my dream car.”