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[Sy]

Hey, you have time in your busy head-injuries-and-Quaffle-fighting schedule to waste a couple hours fucking around in the Artificing shed again?

I'm hoping one of these things will catch my hair on fire within days of spring break.

[Danny]

You didn't return my pen after Hermeticism.

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Stokers

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Then you should know everyone because I'm mad at them all the time too.

[...] I'm not going to accept forest kidnapping as an example of normal damage. I mean like overcompensating douchebags like the du Ponts or super cool jaded assholes like half the regular rich shitheads we go to school with.

I guess I just haven't seen you try. [...] Look, is this something you've actually thought about, or is this an impulse? Don't get my h Don't screw me on th What about Quidditch?

Stokers

[threatens]

[...]

What the fuck do you want me to say, Ro? You want the full no bullshit truth? Fine. I want to get the fuck away from them. I've been dreaming about it, literal fuckin dreams, and now we're going to be 18 and it's like my brain is obsessed with leaving and never looking back. I can't stop thinking about it. I want to be my own person. I want to be free and play Quidditch on a team with my friends and not have Clementine dump me because I'm just some asshole in a suit. Like shit, I'm a damn good Chaser and I've got a real chance here, with the scouts coming. I get a good offer, and I won't need Mom and Dad's bullshit help for any of it. They won't have a single fuckin thing to hold over me.

Except you. Except Freddy. And I know you, you'll choose to stay miserable because you've been choosing misery for the sake of others all our goddamn lives. You'll call me a selfish jackass but you won't stop me from going. I hate every fucking thing about this, but short of kidnapping our brother and running to the other side of the world, I don't know how else to keep my promise to you.

[...] I can't be happy if you're not happy, Ro.

Stokers

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Yeah, [...] that's what I wanted. But I This isn' I know how to I can't I can't





But I'm [.........] scared.

I know how to be miserable for the sake of others. I don't know how to leave you behind, I don't know how to let you be miserable, and most of all, I don't fucking know how to be happy.

[...] And for what it's worth, I don't think Clem would dump you for being just some asshole in a suit.

Stokers

[threatens]

[...]

She should. Not like I'm that great of a boyfriend. I just love h

[......]

You've got all your friends. You know? And... you'll still have me. Like, if I'm playing Quidditch, Dad's gonna be like, don't fuckin come home until you're ready to beg for a shitass job filing government forms. But if you're gonna be a Healer, then hell. The favorite twin for the next decade. We can Apparate and see each other.

Just three years. Remember when we were freshmen? Time fuckin flies, hey? We won't even feel it.

Stokers

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Do I need to stand behind you and threaten to beat her up if she breaks your heart? God knows I don't get to play scary big sister enough.

And yeah I remember when we were freshmen, but it also feels like a fucking lifetime has passed since just last year at this time. [...] That might be the forest hell talking, though.

[...] I don't fucking know. What if I come back and you're engaged to Lavender du Pont?