Grabbing a scarf off the chair, I threw it at him. He caught it, clutching it to his chest as he flew into the air. You gave Tink a scarf. Tink is free! He flew out into the hallway like a little cracked-out fairy, screeching, Tink is freeeeee!Ren looked at me. What the actual f**k?I sighed. He's obsessed with Harry Potter. I'm sorry.Tink darted back into the room, holding the scarf to his bare chest. There is no reason to apologize when it comes to Harry Potter.You do remember what happened to Dobby, right? I said.S**t. Tink's eyes widened and he dropped the scarf.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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In this scene from "Wicked" by Jennifer L. Armentrout, a character throws a scarf to Tink, who is overjoyed and resembles a fairy as he takes off into the air, exclaiming his newfound freedom. This playful moment reflects Tink's obsession with Harry Potter, which adds a humorous twist to the interaction. However, one character is concerned about Tink’s infatuation with the franchise, apologizing for it. This sets the foundation for a lighthearted yet relatable moment among friends.

The conversation takes a darker turn when the potential consequences of Tink's excitement are brought into question. The mention of Dobby, a beloved character known for his tragic fate, brings a sobering reminder of the risks associated with freedom, even in a whimsical setting. Ultimately, Tink's initial happiness is overshadowed by the recognition of past events, blending humor with a poignant note of caution in this imaginative world.

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