You storm into the great hall and sit down You: Can you imagine! Hermoine:What? You:Me the wife of that borish....brainless! Harry:Who are you on about? You: Madame Riddle, can't you just see it Neville:Madam Riddle!?! You:His little wife bangs on the table UGH No sir, not me, I guarantee it! I want much more than this dreadful life!
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