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"you talked to him."

"what?"

"don't play the innocent card on me, bitch. you talked to him."

"don't call me a bitch."

"i thought i told you not to tell me what to do."

"and i thought i told you not to call people rude names."

"you fucking talked to that son of a bitch, didn't you?"

"what's it matter?"

"you're not allowed to speak to him!"

"i can do what i want!"

"no, you can't!"

with that, he threw her phone to the floor and it smashed into a million pieces, a shattering crash accompanying it. he retreated angrily to their room while she desperately tried to put the broken phone together again, tears streaming down her face, knowing that no matter what, harry would never be able to talk to her again.

and she didn't understand why that upset her as much as it did.

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he's a meanie

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