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Harry woke up in a cold sweat, screaming at the top of his lungs. “Attack in Abernethy. It had amazed him how much easier it was to learn when he didn’t have Snape trying to antagonize him, and Ginny’s suggestions to him had proved invaluable. “Gin, you’re killing me, here.” His voice sounded strained. He had always known, and that knowledge had tormented him. Ginny treasured any knowledge she could glean about the Boy-Who-Lived, and grew ever more jealous of her brother for getting to know him when she could not. Then Albus remembered the potion he had slipped Harry when he was last there. And the book (which was magically self-updating) did not list them. He was nearly as unhappy with the idea of Harry dating Ginny as Bill was. So I made my way through the square with the sword.”
Ginny harrumphed.
