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One: You never said what grade she was i, so I thought she was in first year.
Two: You said I made something up.

Why? Just to put me at a disadvantage?

And yes, you were

Alright, I was being Un-realistic! Have it your way!
 
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Why? Just to put me at a disadvantage?

And yes, you were

Alright, I was being Un-realistic! Have it your way!

Thank you, carry on with whatever your doing now
 
Til double checked to make sure that Taube was mostly unscathed, then walked away to his watching-place.
 
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Taube watched the water ripple, and climbed back into the tree. She pulled her flute back out and played a melancholy tune.
 
Taube continued the tune, letting notes appear in her mind, and trying not to move too quickly in her music. She gradually moved into an angry-ish tone, more like an aggressive tone, as if she was imagining punching a certain Slytherin. No one said she wasn't, so don't assume.
 
Charlotte stopped when Taube started playing the new tune. She started picking at her harp, a idea popping into her mind. She started playing a happy, fun sort-of song, hoping Taube would join in.
 

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