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34. Parseltongue
Second year; Hogwarts
“GIDDDYYYYY!!” Olivia shrieked as she ran into the Great Hall, making straight for the Slytherin table. Reaching him, she yanked his arm and ran outside the hall to courtyard.
“OLLIE, WAIT! Tell me what it is? Should I get a Professor?” Guido insisted as he ran to keep up with her, almost tripping over his own shoes.
“You need to speak to him,” the brunette pointed, stopping abruptly at a seemingly random corner.
Guido was confused until he found the snake. “Olivia Brandon, for the millionth time, I do NOT speak parseltongue!”
“But he ate Whiskers!”
“Who?”
“My transfiguration homework!”
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