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Kristi didn't know what to say. She'd been so angry at his insulting Snape and his insinuations that she had completely forgotten about their little chat on the train. Darrin seemed genuinely concerned about Marcella. Merlin's beard! What if he really did think Snape was a pervert? That she and he...? She had to tell Darrin. She couldn't just let him think that Marcella was part of some sick fascination of Snape's. He had to know that Snape truly loved her.
"I didn't have a fling with Snape and I don't like him like that either," she muttered to the ground, shaking a little bit.
She had never actually told anyone her secret before. "He's... Snape... He's my father."
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