Dieciséis

May 08, 2007 22:45

You know, I'm very happy I'm not in the seventh years' shoes at the moment. Here I was thinking that OWLs were difficult, but compared to what you fellows are currently going through, they were a walk in the park.

Though...if I was a seventh year, then I'd be pretty close to being finished. As an ickle sixth year, I still have a year of all that ahead of me, and then some. It's all waiting, just around the corner...

Merlin, I wish I was a seventh year. I suppose it's in where you're standing.

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Oi! Just when my back is turned while I'm bent over my trunk rummaging around for that Beater's bat to scare off Bea's potential suitors, you extend your hugging privileges to non-Hufflepuffs! I feel so betrayed and violated. No flirting fraternising with the enemy.

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So the cool kids these days are saying it with incredibly bad poetry...

And yes, it really was very bad. Did Fang piss on all the roses in Sprout's greenhouse or something?
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