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“Actually, there’s a guy who’s been following me around the halls for the past five minutes.” Penelope commented, looking over her shoulder to see if that was still the case. “Thought I would come over here and see if I’m being paranoid or not before giving him a piece of my mind. I hate the Ministry sometimes.” She sighed.
Celestina rolled her eyes, “Men,” she muttered, “Why don’t you take a seat? If he moves on, maybe he’s not following and if he lingers, confrontation,” she suggested and gestured to the seat across from her.













