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Of course not, of course not!" said Lucius impatiently. He approached Harry himself, came so close that Harry could see the usually languid, pale face in sharp detail even through his swollen eyes. With his face a puffy mask, Harry felt as though he was peering out from between the bars of a cage.
"What did you do to him?" Lucius asked Greyback. "How did he get into this state?"
look properly! What do you think?" Harry saw Draco's face up close now, right beside his father's. They were extraordinarily alike, except that while his
"That wasn't us."
"Looks more like a Stinging Jinx to me," said Lucius.
His gray eyes raked Harry's forehead.
"There's something there," he whispered. "it could be the scar, stretched tight. . . ." Draco, come here, father looked beside himself with excitement, Draco's expression was full of reluctance, even fear.
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