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95. Snowball
"Ouch, Barty...not funny!" Lucius yelped, scolding the younger boy for throwing an especially icy snowball his way.
"Where does it hurt?" Narcissa asked, eyeing the spot it hit on his arm.
Lucius looked her over a moment, wondering where she had come from. "I'm fine, really!" He said in protest of her scooting closer to him as they sat on the Hogwarts steps quite near the castle.
Suddenly, a soft crunching noise was made as one hit Narcissa in the back of the head.
She whipped around, teary eyed from the pain, to meet with a pleased looking Bellatrix.
"Ouch, Barty...not funny!" Lucius yelped, scolding the younger boy for throwing an especially icy snowball his way.
"Where does it hurt?" Narcissa asked, eyeing the spot it hit on his arm.
Lucius looked her over a moment, wondering where she had come from. "I'm fine, really!" He said in protest of her scooting closer to him as they sat on the Hogwarts steps quite near the castle.
Suddenly, a soft crunching noise was made as one hit Narcissa in the back of the head.
She whipped around, teary eyed from the pain, to meet with a pleased looking Bellatrix.
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