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  <updated>2008-04-29T04:02:21Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Not on your life...</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;She was really smart which may surprise you given that head full of blonde hair that she&amp;#8217;s got. But I don&#8217;t love her do I? Teddy thought, No, I can&amp;#8217;t she&amp;#8217;s my cousin! He thought again this time confirming it uncertainly. No, Teddy you do love her do not lie to yourself, the voice said truthfully. &amp;#8220;I could never love her not on your life!&amp;#8221; Teddy said. But he knew he did, the voice could not lie though he liked to think it could.&lt;br /&gt;Victoire Weasley heard the sounds of her cousins coming through the door.. correction&amp;#8230; Her little cousins and her aunt she called by her first name, Ginny. Teddy had opened the door , that gentleman. Victoire thought, but she made herself stop, she would not love him, never she thought, vigorously twirling her newly grown hair&amp;#8230; not on your life!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-31T22:13:19Z</published>
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