 Canon Niffler || Neville's Yorkshire Pudding | | Teddy's Biographer || P + R = ♥
Pandora heard a knock on the door and jumped, dropping her cup. It shattered at her feet. Who on earth is that? she thought, absentmindedly flicking her wand at the shards of china. They sprang back into a cup as she walked out of the kitchen, along the thin central corridor of the cottage to the door. She opened it to see Dora standing there with pink and blonde hair and her face still heavily scarred.
"Dora, hello. How can I help you?" She said pleasantly, only holding the door open as far as she needed to.
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