'People can be right rubbish at times, can't they?' said a voice as its owner sunk into the chair next to George. It was Katie, and she smiled warmly at her dear friend. 'Apothecary,' she said, holding up a small bag to explain her presence at The Leaky Cauldron. True to her word, she hadn't had any alcohol since Angelina's visit, but it was sorely tempting.
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irreparable,