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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 6:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 6:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 6:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 6:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 7:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2011 7:12 pm
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Kenzie McClaggen Honeydukes Owner
Kenzie strolled over to the Hogsmeade platform, a book in her hand and her eyes in the book. She looked up when she arrived, however, and closed the book, slipping it into a bag. Just last year, she was arriving on this same platform, meeting up with her friends and heading to the carriages. "Looks like it's going to be a very busy year, maybe Hogsmeade will get some business," she said, mostly to herself. Hovering by the entrance to the station, she drew in a deep breath and stepped onto the platform, moving through the crowd towards Eleanor Duke. She wanted to say hello.
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