"Uma. Uma. Wake up." Harry whispered in a worried tone. I slowly opened my eyes to see myself in a strange room with lots of weird equipment and tools surrounding me. I looked beside me to see Harry kneeling there, holding my hand in his. I wasn't s...
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"Thanks E." She got up and hugged me. "Of course. Now, before you go, can you tell me where you're going that you need to be dressed like this?" I asked, casually putting my hands on my hips. "The Isle. With Ben." She answered, turning to leave. "Ben? On the Isle? Don't you know wh-" Mal cut me off, "Yes, I know what happened last time. But this time is gonna be different. We're bringing guards in case anything happens. Bye." She left without saying another word, clearly not wanting to say anything more about it. I sat down at my sewing machine, continuing another dress.
Ben's POV:
I got ready to go to the Isle with Mal. My personal stylist did my hair and outfit.
Outfit:
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Hair:
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