I solemnly swear that I love all furry things and creatures and shall never hurt, threaten, andslashor eat one ever again. Promise to Merlin, I do. =^o^=

Millicent Bulstrode-Potter

I do believe this is what they call matrimonial bliss.

The ceremony was glorious, and while it technically isn't legally binding because the part of the priest was played by the animal handler, it is lovingly binding within the sparkling depths of my soul.Harry, Pumpkinface, I was thinking we could call our first child Chaka if it's a girl. Of ( Read more... )

Has anyone seen Mr. Fluffkins? I've been rattling his food bag for a quarter hour now and still no sign of him!

A creative yet tasteful invitation.

A certain miss Bulstrode has a birthday coming up ( Read more... )

Obsessioné

With hair as black as a moonless night

And eyes a piercing green, but lacking proper sight

Aloft his broom, no more than a tiny dot

Under the orange sun, opressive and hot

Hunting, undetered for the golden snitch

Tiny, elusive, and oh-so quick

Upon his Firebolt, the Seeker goes zoom

Thighs squeezed tight around the lucky broom ( Read more... )

Although I'm sure my numerous doting admirers were positively distraught with worry in my absence, you can all rest assured that no harm has befallen me. After some much-needed Alone Time, I have arrived at three rather important conclusions, some more obvious than others. I've compiled a list of these conclusions to better help myself accept and ( Read more... )

You may as well get it over with. Don't want to miss the boat, do you? Come on. Off with the them. It's only fair. Chop chop. I don't have all night.

It's not easy being a trend-setter.

I HAVE SO MUCH DEVOTION, AND NO ONE TO GIVE IT TO.

WHO WANTS A STALKER?