Aug 13, 2005 12:59
Ahhhhh Saturday. What joy. And I've no homework to speak of! None! None at all! Except for that bloody gigantic Binns essay but shh. Am currently slothing about on the couch, and I fully intend to stay here ALL DAY. Take that you envious second years, you won't be getting my spot nope nope! I strongly suggest you giggle elsewhere, because although I refuse to be moved, I'm more than willing to chuck writing utensils at you so BUGGER OFF. Thank you.
Oh, Zacharias, Susan says would you please hold still for a moment. She appears to be trying to hug you. Haven't the faintest idea why...Hugging Zacharias Smith sounds like a suicide mission to me. He's being quite resistant, unsurprisingly-- OI. NO RUNNING IN THE COMMON ROOM. YOU'LL BREAK SOMETHING.
He appears to be drawing his wand. Oh dear, this can't be good. And...she's hexed it out of his hand. IS THAT REALLY NECESSARY, YOU TWO? YOU'RE FRIGHTENING THE YOUNGER YEARS. Not that I particularly mind, of course, but still. Some of us do have principles.