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Harry sat behind his desk with Lucius in the chair across from him, the pensieve now dormant on his desk.
"Fate hates me." he groaned, rubbing a hand over his face dramatically.
Lucius smirked. He felt strangely at ease around his lord now that he knew who he actually was. It was as if he were suddenly more human, despite proof to the contrary. He certainly spoke to Lucius in a way he would never speak to the other Death Eaters; as if he were nearly an equal, maybe even a friend. "At the risk of sounding hypocritical, my lord." he said with a smirk. "To borrow a muggle phrase; 'Fate's a bitch.'"
Harry chuckled. "Actually, I believe that's 'payback's a bitch', but it certainly applies to fate as well." He paused to put the pensieve away in a locked cabinet with a wave of his hand before speaking again. "No." he said thoughtfully. "I'd have to say Fate is a big guy in leather on a Harley fresh out of prison and he wants me as his bitch."
The Curse of Fate, Chapter 10
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