Merry Fucking Christmas
Ah, so the question is, "HOW WAS NEVILLE's CHRISTMAS?"
Well, I'll tell you. It sucked. Majorly.
It seems that every year, I wait until oh, Christmas Eve, to forget that I am allergic to Christmas.
Yes, you heard me right. I'm allergic to Christmas. I get symptoms common to allergies - bad sinuses, stuffy runny nose, aching limbs, and general lack of energy - until about the day after Boxing Day.
I was so sick, I couldn't even drag my sorry carcass here to write up a "Merry Christmas post" to everyone.
Oh, but the best part was, I got sick at around 7 pm Christmas Eve. Yes. I was sneezing my brains out all over the Potion's room floor. So It took me twice as long to clean it. *wipesneezeAhShitwipesneezeAhShit!*
So anyways, I got the random assortment of sink faucets, welcome mats and women's undergarments from the family. Ah, if only pureblood families would not inbreed. Lucky for me, I took after mum and dad. It's always the sane ones that get mercilessly tortured and turned into nutcases, isn't it?
Oh darn, my cynicsm is showing again.
Thank you to nightmarezangel for the holiday greeting card. :D