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“You’re going all caveman again, aren’t you?”

He looked over his shoulder to see Magenta staring with pride at the back of his T-shirt. It said: Property of Magenta Fraser.

“I don’t think I’m the only one,” he told her. “You think you own me.”

Magenta smiled knowingly, but didn’t deny it was true. Harry couldn’t argue otherwise. The T-shirt was right. Magenta Fraser totally owned him.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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