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You're all idiots.
Potter, you're the biggest idiot of all. You bargained yourself for me? That's precisely what I did so that Draco could turn back. I gave her my consent. The reason why I'm not turning back is probably because I've signed something for this!
Besides, we don't need some bloody bargaining circle. My waiver's only supposed to last for twenty-four hours! It's already been at least nine. I'm sure someone can have just keep the stupid beast away from anything that's got a hole and it would have all be just fine. But how the hell this thing got all the way to Japan on these legs is a mystery to me.
Of course, it seems like it's already too late. Though if you haven't signed anything official, I'd suggest you pull out of whatever thing you're in right now, Potter. AND HELP ME IN A MORE REASONABLE WAY INSTEAD. Then again, Gryffindors aren't that smart, are they. Now I'm still trapped in this body and you -- you are -- I don't even know what you're supposed to be doing.
Someone explain this situation to me. What has Potter gotten himself into? I suppose I should try to be helpful.
And no, I will not be answering any questions about how it feels like in this thing's body. I have this urge for flesh every so often.
Potter, you're the biggest idiot of all. You bargained yourself for me? That's precisely what I did so that Draco could turn back. I gave her my consent. The reason why I'm not turning back is probably because I've signed something for this!
Besides, we don't need some bloody bargaining circle. My waiver's only supposed to last for twenty-four hours! It's already been at least nine. I'm sure someone can have just keep the stupid beast away from anything that's got a hole and it would have all be just fine. But how the hell this thing got all the way to Japan on these legs is a mystery to me.
Of course, it seems like it's already too late. Though if you haven't signed anything official, I'd suggest you pull out of whatever thing you're in right now, Potter. AND HELP ME IN A MORE REASONABLE WAY INSTEAD. Then again, Gryffindors aren't that smart, are they. Now I'm still trapped in this body and you -- you are -- I don't even know what you're supposed to be doing.
Someone explain this situation to me. What has Potter gotten himself into? I suppose I should try to be helpful.
And no, I will not be answering any questions about how it feels like in this thing's body. I have this urge for flesh every so often.