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Lady Hermione was fanning herself in the summer heat. Where the devil was that ruddy boat, the HMS Jolly Roger? The sun was setting the ocean ablaze as it dipped into the horizon in the distance; the waters turning a sherbet orange as the darkening sky purpled. The fire set her heart racing as it made her think of Ron his golden hair ablaze, she longed for him to come charging down through the door and take her into his strong arms. Of course she would have to struggle a little … it wouldn’t do any good to have the boy thinking she was going to be all pliant to his every whim. Hermione turned half expecting the door to break under someone’s strong kick, but the oak door stood fast.
“Boys could be so stupid sometimes.” Lady Hermione said and looked up at the moon, bored.
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