mab

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if you think i was harsh to harry then you're wrong. that was nothing. after i told him that, he stormed out of the room with nothing but teary eyes and i don't feel guilty at all. he has me kidnapped, and i almost died because of him. who wouldn't be mad?

it's getting late and the windows still open. i go ahead to try and close it, but it won't close all the way. "what the..." without turning around, harry starts to talk.

"it's going to get cold in here. if you want to go to sleep in the room downstairs, you can. i turned the fire on."

still staring out at the window i respond to him. "no, i'm fine up here." i get in bed, my back facing him.

i listen as the door closes behind me, leaving me in the dark, cold room.

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