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I've got to remember this is just a game

     Her name was peculiar, and he was sure he had heard it before. While thinking this over he followed her along the path, feet moving easily despite the burning pain in his side. The den was more yard-sale material, scattered about as if a life on display. He sat where she instructed and remained still and calm, eyeing the area with the interest of a foreigner. The falcon moved from his shoulder and settled on the higher point of the roots, cocking its head at the she-wolf and her production. Frowning a little at the explanation of what she was giving him, Draco took the flask and popped the cap. He drank the swill in one long shot, then grimaced and passed it back. “You weren’t lying about the taste,” he coughed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Thank you.”






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