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His cheeks felt as if they were on fire and he quickly tried to get himself under control. Looking down, he cursed himself as his eyes focused, not on the floor, but on the finely shaped, bare, legs in front of him. "I'll be fine. Madam Pomfrey has already tended to me," he said, after clearing his throat, though he was feeling a bit light headed.
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