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... at felt more like a bittersweet celebration of her extraordinary life than a simple farewell.
Aberforth Dumbledore had taken me into his care, though his gruffness seemed only to hide a deeper sorrow. He'd always been a man of few words, but I could see the grief in the small things. The way his hand lingered on the back of his chair when he sat down, or the brief silence that filled the space between his sentences when he spoke of Melina. She had been his closest friend for decades, and ...
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