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Arthur was sitting on the front steps of the Burrow nursing a nasty bump on the head. He knew it was his fault and Molly had had reason to be angry but really swinging a cauldron at a bloke? Upstairs he could hear Bill crying as Arthur and the boys had likely woken him up with their rowdy singing. He’d sobered up soon enough, and he wasn’t looking forward to sleeping on the front door mat, but he wasn’t willing to risk his pounding head in another fight with Molly.
Next time the boys said, “Just another,” he’d know better.
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