O Nome Dela Nos Lábios Dele (James/Dominique/Fred)
O Nome Dela Nos Lábios Dele (James/Dominique/Fred)

O Nome Dela Nos Lábios Dele (James/Dominique/Fred)

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Em uma tarde de inverno, cada palavra de James Sirius Potter sobre Dominique Weasley acende algo em Fred II que ele não consegue mais negar.

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