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| ■■ 43. SpeRevelio astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf ■■ 43. SpeRevelio “Happy Birthday, Mr. Weasley,” Hermione smiled handing him a small purple gift bag with gold stars on it. Its contents were hidden by several layers of white tissue paper. She always enjoyed celebrating birthdays with the Weasleys just because Mr. Weasley was always so fascinated with the muggle items Hermione brought.
“Thank you, Hermione,” Mr. Weasley smiled with a clear spark of curiosity in his eyes. Not waiting another moment, he flung the tissue paper out of the bag and pulled out a medium sized bottle of what looked like milky water.
“Hermione…what did you give Dad?” Ron asked taking the bottle from his father.
“It’s Invisible Ink,” she said taking the bottle from Ron and opening it. She reached into her bag and pulled out one of her quills, dipped it in, and wrote on a piece of spare parchment.
“Nothing’s there,” Ron said shoving his face into the paper.
“Invisible means that you can’t see it,” Hermione said rolling her eyes.
“SpeRevelio!” Mr. Weasley commanded pointing his wand to the parchment. But nothing happened. Laughing, Hermione held the paper up to the candle and slowly the words ‘Hello’ appeared.
“Very clever, these muggles!” Mr. Weasley exclaimed.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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