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Kristi grabbed the edge of the blanket with one hand and closed her eyes. She tried to fall asleep but, her mind was still wide awake. All she could think about was whether the trial was going well or not... If her father was going to be coming home... Or if he'd be doomed to that dark, dank, and miserable cell...
"So, Mr. Fletcher was jealous. That certainly doesn't seem reason enough to threaten your life, my dear. But, very well, very well," he said, waving off the protest Marcella had begun to make. "Now, about this bond you formed with Severus, what type of bond would you say that was to move an emotionally immovable man such as Mr. Snape to use an Unforgivable curse in your defence?" Fudge asked with an expression that clearly stated that he thought he already knew the answer to that question.
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