Crikey!

[alt_ron]

What's with the Head Girl? She threatened to Crucio me if I didn't get out of her way!! I was just walking down the corridor is all!

I can't believe we've all got to scrub up and comb our hair for dinner. Dyou know the elves cleaned my robes and polished my shoes while I was in the showers just now! I guess that'll be good for the rest of the term, at least.

I wonder what's for pudding tonight. Maybe it'll be something fantastic like when we had the feast after the Hunt.

Comments

[alt_ron]

Well, she didn't shove me down the stairs or sick up in my shoes. Talk about having an effect on people, Smallboy! Creatures, too.

[alt_draco]

The effect of jealousy, you mean? Better than inspireing an urge to inflict pain.

[alt_ron]

That doesn't even begin to make sense. You think Bulstrode's cat was jealous of you? Or that Yaxley didn't mean to bruise you up (and maybe break your neck while she was at it)?

Had too much of that port at the end of dinner, did you?

[alt_draco]

Well, they were very nice shoes, weren't they. And Yaxley wishes she had a mudblood, because if she did then Ned might pay attention to her.