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The Death Eaters Can't All Be Pure-blood, There Aren't Enough Pure-blood Wizards Left," Said Hermione Stubbornly. "i Expect Most Of Them Are Half-bloods Pretending To Be Pure. It's Only Muggle-borns They Hate, They'd Be Quite Happy To Let You And Ron Join Up" "there Is No Way They'd Let Me Be A Death Eater!" Said Ron Indignantly...."my Whole Family Are Blood Traitors! That's As Bad As Muggle-borns To Death Eaters!" "and They'd Love To Have Me," Said Harry Sarcastically. "we'd Be Best Pals If They Didn't Keep Trying To Do Me In.

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, And Prongs,” Sighed George, Patting The Heading Of The Map. “we Owe Them So Much.” “noble Men, Working Tirelessly To Help A New Generation Of Law-breakers,” Said Fred Solemnly.

Hang On. This Lord Voldything's Back You Say?... And Now He's Sending Dismembers After You?... I See. Well That Settles It, You Can Get Out Of This House Boy!

She Was On Edge, Feeling That She Might Snap Or Cry At The Smallest Provocation.

Neither Can Live While The Other Survives, And One Of Us Is About To Leave For Good.