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Kristi narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "What's going on?" she asked and, seeing him start to flounder for more meaningless excuses she held up a hand. "You're a terrible lier and I'm not stupid. Just tell me what is going on."
Snape looked down at the picture which had fallen upon the floor. He reached out with thin, pale, fingers and picked it up, staring at it for a moment with a pained expression. "No, Marcella, it wasn't you who broke up my family. I never really had one, not really," he said, still looking down at the photograph. "My relationship with my daughter hasn't changed much since you came to Hogwarts. And it was your father, not you, who has caused all these problems for us."
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