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[commiepinkotool]

I thought I should let all of you know that I had an absolutely fantastic holiday. This was mostly due to causing great affront to my Mum to the point where she was getting out the Who's Who's and pedigree almanacs in the vain (and vague) hope of shacking up with some gorgeous but stupid rich well-bred bint who is liable to restore the Smith

Comments

[finch_boy]

Glad you enjoyed yourself, sacrificial as the experience seems to have been.

D'you think it would be worth putting up with a Slytherin just to annoy your mum?

[commiepinkotool]

I think anything is worth annoying my mum.

That's what sons are for, you know.

[finch_boy]

Truth. Still, it seems like a lot of hassle. Can't you just get a dog, or something?

[commiepinkotool]

But I wouldn't enjoy myself nearly quite so much.

[wickedboydraco]

You'd not get the chance even if you tried. Where and when?

[commiepinkotool]

I dunno. Which corridor is most convenient for you?

[wickedboydraco]

Are you man enough to come down into the dungeons?

[commiepinkotool]

Oh, I'm man enough.

Are you brave enough to meet me? Careful, I might give you the gay bug.

[harper_j]

(Private to Zach)

I'm not sure I'm in the mood for receiving presents from you at the moment.

[commiepinkotool]

(Private to Jon)

Oh, what did I do now?

[harper_j]

(Private to Zach)

"I think I'll go out with a Slytherin"?

It may not mean much on its own, but a few hints like that and people might start putting two and two together.

[commiepinkotool]

(Private to Jon)

You are utterly insane sometimes, you know that? Thank God for your looks, I say.

Keep that paranoia locked up, Jon - people might start putting two and two together, and then you'd be locked up for being a nutter.

But fine. I shall keep your present to myself.