“So what the hell am I meant to wear to this so-called ‘Party of the Season?’ "asked Sirius, holding out two entirely different sets of dress robes for his partner’s inspection. “The invitation said, ‘seasonal attire,’ but failed entirely to specify which bloody season. You’ve two choices: the crimson velvet or the dove-grey linen
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AW YEAH!!! Congrats fellow team mates!!! So much good fic from both teams and I'm still only half-way through!!!
Thank you, mods!!! Without you this fest wouldn't be possible!
*hugs everyone*
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