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Andrew hadnât been big on crowds since his brotherâs death, he didnât want to make small talk or pretend like he wasnât constantly thinking about what to do if something happened, and where the nearest exit was. If Maelie hadnât dragged him to Sirius and Maryâs wedding, heâd likely be in his dorm reading. But here he was lurking on the outskirts of the party, leaning against the wall with his eyes scanning the crowd when he noticed a figure nearby. âYouâre missing the party by staring at me.â Andrew smirked just slightly and turned to look at them.










