 Canon Niffler || Neville's Yorkshire Pudding | | Teddy's Biographer || P + R = ♥
Pandora was looking of a quill in order to write to the memo she needed to send, wishing she had bout one of her own.
She spotted one just out of reach. She stretched up in her tiptoes, her increasingly large baby bump getting in the way, leaning slightly to the right, grasping for it.
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