Very nice chapters. I really like your storyline, and your chapters keep getting better. If I may suggest, you may want to put a space between your paragraphs so it would be easier to read for those of us with reading disabilities. Something like this:
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‘He’s lovely, right?’ Lindsey smiled proudly. The boys nodded.
‘Right, that’s it for tonight! Your next mentoring session will be same time, same place, only next week!’ Harry grinned, then turned away remembering that ‘Same time, same place’ were the words on the last letter Sirius Black ever sent him. Lindsey cocked her head to the side, said goodbye, along with Dennis, and left for the Common Room. Halfway there, they saw Mrs Norris stalk out and watch them. ‘Dennis? We gotta run!’ Lindsy said fearfully. He nodded and grabbed her hand to pull her along.
‘What is it, my pretty?’ the heard Filch say gleefully from behind them. He turned and looked at them. His face turned into a scowl and he started to run towards them. Dennis pulled her faster, and they both ran as fast as they could. But Filch was FAST for someone his age! He grasped Lindsey’s collar and pulled her away from Dennis. ‘Go! Run!’ Lindsey called. Dennis shook her head and followed Filch, who was grumbling something about an... Umbridge? Dennis obviously heard him as well and spoke.
‘Aw, Filchie, we didn’t think you felt that way about her!’ Dennis said happily. Filch turned around and glared at him, so Lindsey could see his ears had gone red. When Filch had finished glaring at Dennis, Lindsey turned around and winked at Dennis.He winked back and they arrived at his office. He chucked Lindsey down, preparing to shout at her when he heard Dennis’ growl from behind. Dennis’ eyes looked weird. They were brighter than usual. Filch motioned for him to sit down and Dennis did so. ‘So! Out of bed! After curfew! Explain yourself!’ Filch snarled.
‘I had a mentoring with Harry Potter!’ Lindsey scowled. Filch was her least favourite person, even above Nivera! He was a cruel man, didn’t care about children being hurt, he wanted to hurt them!
‘Likely story!’ Filch sneered.
‘Ask McGonagall!’ Dennis piped up, his blue eyes back to their darker blue self.
‘I will!’ Filch snarled. He scuttled up to find her, and Dennis jumped up and ran to a drawer.
Just a thought... I know with my reading disability it would help
