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Post by bailey on May 5, 2011 19:32:38 GMT -5
There was nothing better than the comforts of home, no one could deny that, no matter how hard they tried and when you couldn't enjoy the comforts of home you made do with the next best thing, which was exactly why Bailey was spread out on one of the couches in the Ravenclaw common room, nose actually buried away in a novel she'd picked up in London the last time that she'd been there.
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