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"It's not like I'm not having the time of my life here," said Ron, "you know, with my arm mangled and nothing to eat and freezing my backside off every night. I just hoped, you know, after we'd been running round a few weeks, Tiffany Money Clips we'd have achieved something."
"Ron," Tiffany Key Rings Hermione said, but in such a quiet voice that Ron could pretend not to have heard it over the loud tattoo the rain was beating Tiffany jewelry on the tent.
"I thought you knew what you'd signed up for," said Harry.
"Yeah, I thought I did too."
"So what part of it isn't living up to your expectations?" asked Harry. Anger was coming to his defense now. "Did you think we'd be Tiffany Earrings staying in five-star hotels? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Did you think you'd be back to Mummy by Christmas?"
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"Ron!" said Hermione, this time clearly audible over the rain thundering on the tent roof, but again, he ignored her.
"Well, sorry to let you down," said Harry, his voice quite calm even though he felt hollow, inadequate.
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