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Tonks felt her breath catch in her throat and it wasn't the portkey. She looked up into George's face as his arm wrapped about her waist, her own arm reaching up to rest on his shoulder. She wanted to lick his face again... Tonks looked down, shaking her head at her own thoughts. "Thanks," she breathed.
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