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[Apr. 28th, 2008|11:44 ] |
Lo, was there a witch in the corner of the bar with a baby asleep next to her, snuggled up in several layers of blankets. Andromeda herself was leisurely flipping through a book on charms that she had retrieved from upstairs and occasionally making precise movements with her wand.
Despite the fact the charms were useful and it was, she supposed, relatively important in the long run, she looked rather...bored. |
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