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The war was over. For the lucky ones, that meant moving on. For the unlucky ones — not so much. For both, it meant sitting in the plush armchair of Hogwarts’ resident Mind Healer, talking about anything and nothing.
Unless you were Harry Potter, who would rather donate a lung than let anyone into his head ever again after seven years of sharing it with a psychopath.
Little did he know that, in the end, Mrs Fleet wouldn’t be the one to take up residence there.