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I can't believe this! This must be some awful joke my parents are playing on me.
I thought my parents were beyond this. I mean, we are Purebloods but they dated the old fashioned way. Not this antiquated arranged marriage business. Even if they were going to do this, the least they could of done was ask for my imput.
Why did they think I would ever get along with Miles Bletchley of all people? Maybe if I close my eyes and then open them it will turn out to be some awful dream.
Why couldn't it have been Ernie?
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