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"Who is that?" He whispered. They turned to look at the girl in front of them, clutching her chest with a panicked look on her face. "Does it really matter?" She gasped and squeezed her eyes as another spike of pain ran through her body, "just get me help- ah- you idiots." Remus looked at the boys and rolled his eyes, picking her up tenderly and putting his arms under her legs. "It'll be okay, I've got you," he mumbles. *~*~* No one knew why, or how, she just walked in that day. With blood pouring out of a wound she should've died from, and a scratchy voice laced with sarcasm, she just walked in. She had been injured, gravely, and somehow waltzed right into the hidden school looking like she had killed someone. Sometimes, people can't help but think she had.
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