Jemima certainly didn't know how she'd gotten here! Her third duel of the day! It made no sense at all; and somehow it was already far better than the others, because this time she was up against Clem. (Clem would, she thought - hoped - forgive her anything. Jemima had, after all, done worse.)

In any case, she was perfectly happy to go easy on her friend. Rictusempra would only make her buckle with laughter. If the tickling charm worked.

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