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She wasn't going to allow him any time to recouperate, was she? Snape gathered up some of the cloth from his robes in each clenched fist; just a little something more to keep himself anchored. "I'm sorry for hitting you," he said, through gritted teeth. "But, I think it would be safest if you left now," he said, praying she'd leave, but knowing she'd just come back with something else to provoke him further.
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