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CORVUS HAD LET OUT A SIGH of relief whenever Harry had told them that he wasn't expelled. "I knew it!" yelled Ron, punching the air "You always get away with stuff!"
"They were bound to clear you," said Hermione, who had looked positively faint with anxiety when Harry had entered the kitchen and was now holding a shaking hand over her eyes, "there was no case against you, none at all."
"I'm surprised they didn't try integrating me." Violet had said, hand on her heart. She put it away.
"You were asleep, right?" Corvus said, Violet nodded. "So even if they wanted to, you weren't there. They couldn't frame you."
"Knowing the ministry, I'd reckon they were trying to find away." Ceil yawned, stretching.
"Everyone seems quite relieved, though, considering you all knew I'd get off," said Harry, smiling.
"Of course they are — you're not getting expelled." Corvus smiled and Harry, for some odd reason, felt his stomach do a somersault.
Mrs. Weasley was wiping her face on her apron, Monique (Ceil's oldest sister) smiled tiredly (she was back from work), Fred, Elysia, George, and Ginny were doing a kind of war dance to a chant that went: "He got off, he got off, he got off — "
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