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Snape looked up at a clock on the kitchen wall. "We have a couple of hours yet, before we need to speak with Dumbledore. Perhaps it would be wise to begin packing; I suspect we'll be moving to whatever hideaway he's constructed relatively quickly after its location is revealed," he said to Tara while looking at Dani who was being fawned upon by the house elves.
"No fair!" she cried, pulling her broom around and taking off after George who had a considerable advantage considering the fact that she had already been going quite quickly in the opposite direction. She was catching up and lay herself flat on her broom, stretching her hand out so until she grabbed onto the tail of George's broom.
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