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Luna sat at the table, listening to and watching he others as she pecked at her meal. Fred had come in with a mildly amusing moustache which had begun changing every few minutes into a different style of facial hair. As usual, she was, for th emost part, ignored but, she didn't mind so much. Lately, her mind had become preoccupied with thoughts about her first job out of Hogwarts. She had been awfully surprised to have gotten it seeing as how her father wasn't exactly on the Ministry's good side; not that he was on their bad side, it was jsut that they never seemed to see eye to eye.
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