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Hermione swallowed. The wand twisted over her left side, and a spell was muttered.
She thought of small fingers and toes. A boy with shaggy brown hair in her lap, pouting over a book.
Something wrenched inside of her. Severing her. Her legs jerked, throat clicking on a silent gasp of pain. She stared at the ceiling as the older witch moved to her right side.
Her fallopian tubes were being severed.
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