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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄.
𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢. 𝟐𝟏+
𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑹.
“I can mend the bones if you want? but it’s not going to feel great. Madame Pomfrey taught me.”
“Purple and pink, actually.”
She’s up early cooking breakfast.
“I think it may be broken, Leo.”
She says, biting her lip.
“Hey, Alex.”
“I mean— there isn’t much left to help with. I’m designing sketches for the new love potion bottles. Then we’re all set.”
“They can be.”
She shrugged.
“Because it’s more fun that way.”
“Nothing much— just working out so new ideas for the joke shop.”
She shrugs.
𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑹.
𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑹.
𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑹.
