Jun 13, 2006 16:34
That is the last time I ever tell Ron where I am when I don't want to be found. He tied me to my bed last night. I'm completely serious. One minute I'm being dragged to the dorms, the next my wand is gone and little straps are pinning me to my own bed.
I find that a little drastic, but I didn't want to argue with Ron when he was giving me that look.
Whatever. It was a learning experience. I learned that if you stare at the cracks in the ceiling long enough, they start to look like Professor Flitwick.