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"Ow," Harry hissed as Hermione pressed on the disinfectant on his cheek. The girl rolled her eyes and pressed more. The ravenette winced.
"If you didn't have a temper of a teaspoon, you wouldn't be hurt!" Hermione scolded her best friend, patching his face with a band-aid.
"I thought Ron's the one with the range of a teaspoon?" Harry said with mild bitterness.
"He didn't cause a news scattering threat through out London!" She blankly said, ending the rebuke.
Harry grumbled under his breath. Hermione sighed turning away to the window that over looked the Maximus Manor. This was the first time she was here. In Greece, no lease. It was different than France and Britain. The air was more crisp and clearer. The trees were dense and open not to mention the manor being built on the water. Three manors were connected by bridges. The centre was a big green house. She liked it here.
A knock on the door snapped the pair from their own worlds. Rhory peaked his head through the door, his almost silver hair was distinguishable. He smiled seeing the pair. He entered the room, closing the door behind him.
"Hello," He greeted, standing near the door.
"Hey, Rhory." Harry greeted still bitter with Hermione.
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