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85 pages, ebook
First published August 4, 2011
"Nice cloud." Draco tensed. Potter was standing right next to him. Draco looked up and sneered.
"You like it? Have some." Draco's hand shot up and grabbed Potter's forearm. The cloud reacted immediately: it stretched above Potter and spat copious amounts of rain at him.
Potter spluttered but, to Draco's distress, he was laughing.