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Noticing that Damian's head was now resting heavily on her shoulder, Natasha smiled at the young Slytherin and the...well, the older Slytherin. "I'll just put the little tyke to bed now." She said, kissing the boy's dark head.
"And Xana, I hope you know that you're welcome to visit me anytime you get the inclination." She quite liked the girl, there was something...odd about her. Not bad, of course, it was a strange odd she couldn't quite put her finger on, "If you ever feel a craving for quality tea."
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