Nobody ends a book like JKR
I am now thoroughly convinced that I am one of the oddest (and, obviously, nerdiest) people on the plant. As I finished reading the third Harry Potter novel for what must be the trillionth time, I jauntingly made my way over to my bookshelf to pick up the next book. As I retrieved it from the shelf I said happily to myself, albeit loudly for something meant for only me, “Hello, Goblet of Fire, fancy seeing you here!”
My brother, who was playing Mass Effect across the room at the time, glared over his shoulder at me. He conclucded the event by saying, “You’re so weird.”
My brother, who was playing Mass Effect across the room at the time, glared over his shoulder at me. He conclucded the event by saying, “You’re so weird.”