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She kissed him again before he could react, but this time, the kiss was slow and quiet, full longing before she stepped back. The kiss had left him breathless and desperate for more, to pull her close to him so that he could lose himself once more in her embrace. But it was wrong, so wrong. But then, why did Dumbledore leave them here together like this. Surely he knew what would happen. But, as he looked up at Marcella, standing nervously before him, all thoughts of right and wrong fled from his mind and he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair.
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