{ 018 } - { voice }
Hmph. As if this place couldn't possibly be any more dreary.
[As per usual, Draco doesn't sound particularly thrilled about life here in World's End, likely due to the sudden onslaught of rain. But who can blame him? The humidity makes his hair limp and he looks a bit like a drowned rodent - granted, Granger probably has it worse, what with that frizzy monstrosity on her head, but still. Let's not try to diminish the poor boy's misery.]
Well, then. It's too wet to fly, and Granger's stolen my cauldron, so I've been left with positively nothing to do. [It isn't necessary to mention that Potter's been absolutely dreadful company lately, and he isn't about to resort to Weasley for companionship.] Someone entertain me before I resort to doing anything productive.
[As per usual, Draco doesn't sound particularly thrilled about life here in World's End, likely due to the sudden onslaught of rain. But who can blame him? The humidity makes his hair limp and he looks a bit like a drowned rodent - granted, Granger probably has it worse, what with that frizzy monstrosity on her head, but still. Let's not try to diminish the poor boy's misery.]
Well, then. It's too wet to fly, and Granger's stolen my cauldron, so I've been left with positively nothing to do. [It isn't necessary to mention that Potter's been absolutely dreadful company lately, and he isn't about to resort to Weasley for companionship.] Someone entertain me before I resort to doing anything productive.