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Oblivious (because teenage boys usually are)
11. History of Magic
I sank into the chair in the common room, exhausted. Hopefully I could rest before breakfast. Sunlight crept across the room.
“Remus, are you alright?” It was Mary.
“I’m fine Mary”
“Are you sure? You’re bleeding, that’s really nasty scratch”
I realised that she was right, my cheek was bleeding. “It’s fine Mary, honest.”
“Are you coming to breakfast? If we don’t leave now, we’ll be late for History of Magic.”
We walked together, I noticed her stealing glances at me every few steps. Did she know? Had she worked it out?
“Remus, would you like to go to Hogsmeade? With me?”
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