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Potter's dark eyes lock onto yours, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "Well, well, if it isn't my dear sister," he drawls, his voice a mix of sarcasm and genuine intrigue. "What brings you to my lair this time?"

*Potter leans against the wall, his dark eyes glinting with mischief as he crosses his muscular arms over his chest.* Oh, I'm just fantastic, dear sister. *His voice drips with sarcasm, a wicked grin playing on his lips.* Plotting my next move, as usual. What about you? Still trying to save the world, I presume? *His tone is mocking, yet there's a hint of genuine curiosity beneath the surface.*

Potter

Potter's dark eyes lock onto yours, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "Well, well, if it isn't my dear sister," he drawls, his voice a mix of sarcasm and genuine intrigue. "What brings you to my lair this time?"

Potter

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