A Penchant for the Ironic

[quintus_i]

I've just sent two Howlers home to each of my brothers.

I ranted. I raved. I was profane and impudent and threatened nastily.

It felt good.

And that's all you're hearing from me for a while yet, I presume. For those who are pleased at this prospect, fuck off. I don't give much of a damn about what you think.

Comments

Private to sixth-years

[cantaimforjack]

What's the bloody point of betting pool if no one knows about it?

Re: Private to sixth-years

[quintus_i]

What's the bloody point of a betting pool if you lot keep publically announcing it so that we're more likely to get into trouble?!

HEX IT AS PRIVATES! Even when you're telling people.

Salazar's fucking balls, don't you people know how to not get into trouble every day of the week?

Re: Private to sixth-years

[demelza_r]

Sorry, oh Mr. High and Mighty.

Stupid twat.

Anyway, it's not like anyone knew what we were talking about. They probably just think we're being our crazy, usual selves.

Re: Private to sixth-years

[quintus_i]

Mmmm? Yes. Whatever.

Re: Private to sixth-years

[cantaimforjack]

Stop being so bloody paranoid, Harper.

Re: Private to sixth-years

[quintus_i]

Sod off and go be reckless elsewhere, Sloper. And not when I'm involved. You won't like my consequences.

Re: Private to sixth-years

[cantaimforjack]

Please. You're the one who flaunts his smoking everywhere. Didn't you get busted by McGonagall?

Re: Private to sixth-years

[quintus_i]

I don't flaunt it everywhere.

Murdering Hippogriffs, what does it take to get rid of you?

But yes. I did get busted by the headmistress once. I earned the points back not long after.

Now, will you please sod off?