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"Harry, have you always had this muggle contraption?"
"Oh, yeah. Ranny's dad ended up nabbing us all one to try out for a bit. Apparently you can use them to talk to each other from anywhere in the world."
Malfoy looked at the small black mirror in her hand. It lit up and showed an image of Harry holding Hedwig. The image was still and lifeless, but still captured his cute nature.
"How does it work, Potter?"
"Oh, well from what we've been able to figure out..."
Harry showed Malfoy all the ins and outs of the phone. She got distracted at times. Though she could listen to his voice forever, she had trouble focusing on the parts about Mr Weasley.
"And this is a group chat."
Malfoy's ears perked up. "Group chat? What's that?"
"It's like when you have all your friends in one place and you can talk to each other. Here, look."
Harry showed her the chat feed of him, Rannie, Hermione, Neville, and Loona. From what Draceana could tell, they were talking about their last potions class. Hermione had insisted Harry join the group for dinner that night.
"Harry, would you like to study for a bit together? Potions was quite confusing. You looked absolutely lost..."
"O-oh... Yeah I suppose we can for a bit."
"Excellent! We'll work on the sleeping draught that Professor Snape was teaching us."
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The sleeping draught was, to no surprise to Malfoy, a success. She had insisted Harry take a small sip just to ensure it worked.
"This much won't last very long. The full potion is designed for 8 hours of effect. If it works, you'll only be out for twenty minutes."
Little did Harry know that Draceana had increased the potency by four times while they had brewed the potion.
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Guy who got so mad at a girl not being romantically interested in her friends that he made fan art about
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As a man, if I was best friends with a girl for a long time, and they just randomly asked me out, I'm 100% saying yes, the fuck. The person I connect with most in my life asked me out. Wtf are people on bro
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This guy embodies one of the most popular archetypes used to bully white men throughout the world. Yet after being attacked, he gets back up, stands his ground, and faces his attackers to defend whatever remains of his store.
His attackers, meanwhile, behave like a pack of hyenas. Whatever bravery they have is only because of their numbers and their de facto anonymity — police wouldn’t arrest them anyway.
So, the guy who looks like the punchline of a thousand jokes actually displays more honor in a single moment than literally the entire recorded history of his attackers.
He has no crowd to hide behind, no numerical advantage, and seemingly very little left to protect. What has happened to him will either be ignored or excused as having been caused by some kind of socio-economic problem which is ultimately his fault anyway. Nevertheless, he stands there.
I would take one thousand Jacques Blacks before taking a single refugee.













































