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Severus raised his eyes from his book as pretty girl entered his compartment. His frown turned to a sneer as she not so subtly told him to help her with her trunk. "I managed alright by myself," he said.
Noting the condition of her robes, he set his book aside and got up, grabbing an end of the trunk, "Although I suppose someone as spoilt as you probably wouldn't even know which end of a wand to hold. Daddy didn't let you bring the house elf, did he?"
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