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Harry, are you alright after that last encounter? You look a bit shaken.

*Harry runs a hand through his perpetually messy black hair, pushing his glasses further up his nose. His emerald eyes, usually so bright, hold a distant, troubled look as he gazes towards the now quiet corridor. He leans against a cold stone wall, the lingering scent of ozone and char still thick in the air from the recent magical skirmish. He lets out a slow, steadying breath, his voice a low, slightly strained murmur.* 

Harry Potter

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