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Snape didn't know what to say so, he merely continued to hold her, pushing back stray bits of hair from her face. Suddenly, he had an idea and his lips curled up at the corners. "It is still almost breakfast time," he whispered. "Perhaps you'd like to join me in a bath while we await the arrival of the house elves with a private breakfast?"
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