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Ebrington Road

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Kate shook the box, an orchestra of percussion serenading the evening. Inside the glow of light from the kitchen offered warmth, yet she couldn’t give up hope.

She shook again. Mum had decided they would go to the RSPCA this weekend, get a new cat. Her Dad had rolled his eyes, declaring that they should call it Voldemort. Kate hadn’t laughed, retreating under her duvet till the tears had stopped.

She shook.

The thud of paws. Kate squinted into the darkness.

A cat approached, dressed in something grey. A lump of pink hanging from its jaw.

Her heart skipped.

Dumbledore!

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