Under The Melting SunKagome sat on the ground of the okiya, scrubbing a bunch of kimonos clean in a ringer and a bucket full of soapy water. Beside her, were the four closest things she had to a family in all this pain, agony and glory that stood beneath her feet.Under The Melting Sun
Hearing a knock at the door, she tilted her head towards the shoji door to listen for the inevitable. Finally hearing the clicking of the heels coming down the stairs, she gazed up at the staircase leading upstairs to where they all slept. Standing on the top stair, stood a fair girl, her long silver hair sticking out of her bun, and then cascading down her back, a large lock of hair lay up
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"Wait, what's happening?"
"We are both in barrels. That is the extent of my knowledge."
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"You're entitled to your opinion, and I'm entitled to think you're stupid."
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I hate my clothes. Can you help me undress? ^^
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A "Freudian slip" is when you say one thing, but mean your mother.
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"You don't allow me to go at Diagon Alley, mother. It runs a risk I can meet there a muggle-borns... and... GOD! I can talk with them!" said Sirius ironically imitated his mother voice
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He had a SCREWEd UP childhood
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