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[cunning]

I go to the Malfoy's for a day, a sodding day, and when I get back home I find - I'm not actually sure what it is, but suffice to say it was on fire, the local fire brigade was called and they soaked it in water and now it's EVERYWHERE.

I know it was you, Potter, Black. I will have my revenge.

Comments

[castironblood]

I can think of several solutions to your ... problem.

[cunning]

I HOPE THEY INVOLVE THE SPILLING OF TROGDOLYTE BLOOD.

[castironblood]

Potentially.

[cunning]

My mother just pointed out that inventing a charm to cut them in half and leave them alive is potentially less productive than inventing a charm to rid the house of its new paper mache shell.

[castironblood]

Your mother is correct. You mean you haven't done that yet? Tsk.

[cunning]

Working on it. I'm finding it difficult to think properly due to the ALL-CONSUMING RAGE.

[castironblood]

Severus. Rage has its time and place.

[cunning]

Yes, well, I feel the time is now.

[castironblood]

Your priorities are intriguing.

[cunning]

It's a nicely controlled rage now. Purposeful, one might say.

[castironblood]

Ah. Then all is well. At least you have focus.