Viv didn't fight anymore, didn't try and defend herself, or get her point across. There was no use, Harry wasn't listening. And anyway. She deserved it. Nell was there, standing up for her, trying to help her, and her actions had nearly gotten him killed or kidnapped. She didn't deserve his defence. She didn't. She just sat there sobbing, hugging her knees, knowing there would be no reasoning with him. She was going to be thrown out, and the first thing she was going to do was find a bridge and hurl herself into the Thames. It was best for everyone. "Oh, Harry, I'm sorry," She whimpered eventually, looking up at him and Nell. She felt a rush of love and affection towards the boy, but didn't move, simply looking at him, sniffing.
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