
‘Go on, have a pasty’, said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry’s pasties and cakes.
Page 76, The Journey from Platform Nine and Three Quarters, Philosopher’s Stone.
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