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[siriuslyqueer]

Listen, Moony.

I may have started this fruity little communication set-up here.
I may have started the day NOT making you smell my socks. I swear they were lemon scented this time!

DON'T GET USED TO THIS NICENESS, EH?

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[ibrakeforbooks]

You made me smell your boxers, though.

[siriuslyqueer]

Well that was a given.

[ibrakeforbooks]

And yet when I ask you to smell my hair because I think some of the Slytherins have perhaps slipped something gross and smelly in it, you find yourself incapable of doing such a thing.

[siriuslyqueer]

Because.

If I smell it, MAYBE I'LL CATCH IT TOO, whatever it is that you have.

[siriuslyqueer]

Fine. Maybe I won't give it back to you.

[ibrakeforbooks]

DO NOT MAKE ME PINCH YOU, SIRIUS TIGHTGIRLYPANTS BLACK.

[siriuslyqueer]

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WHAT.

MY PANTS ARE NOT GIRLY.

I BOUGHT THEM IN THE MEN'S SECTION, THANKS VERY MUCH.

[ibrakeforbooks]

They look like something Bellatrix would wear.