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...why hasn't anyone ever come up with a good spell to take blood out of antique fabrics? I mean...there have to be other wizard antique enthusiasts, and...oh, bugger.
I will be cleaning up after this for the rest of my life, there is blood on my antique French toile, I don't want to think about how many galleons of damage were done, can a retail enterprise ever rebound from having the Minster of Bloody Magic killed there, Margaret-Rose Longbottom is even scarier now than she was in the seventies, and...oh, I can't go on.
[Private - to Antonin Dolohov]
Are you even reading this? Oh, but you probably are, because you're a contrary poncy bastard. Look, I know you were involved in this; it's your style, after all [although shouldn't you have known better than to let them get blood on my toile?!]. You know? I never thought I could hate you any more, but apparently I was wrong, because I do. [BLOOD does not come out of antique TOILE, and never mind all the other things I'm upset about.]
I will be cleaning up after this for the rest of my life, there is blood on my antique French toile, I don't want to think about how many galleons of damage were done, can a retail enterprise ever rebound from having the Minster of Bloody Magic killed there, Margaret-Rose Longbottom is even scarier now than she was in the seventies, and...oh, I can't go on.
[Private - to Antonin Dolohov]
Are you even reading this? Oh, but you probably are, because you're a contrary poncy bastard. Look, I know you were involved in this; it's your style, after all [although shouldn't you have known better than to let them get blood on my toile?!]. You know? I never thought I could hate you any more, but apparently I was wrong, because I do. [BLOOD does not come out of antique TOILE, and never mind all the other things I'm upset about.]