James' brow furrowed. He thought you couldn't do magic in Irvingly? Maybe it was different if it was on your own property, though. It wasn't like James went there enough to really know. He shrugged. Ah, well. "Nah," he answered. "I haven't got any siblings. And we live with my Gran, who's muggle and, you know--" James sighed dramatically "--[i]protective."

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