I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_ron]

I'm going to get Seamus Bloody Finnigan if it's the last bleedin' thing I ever do.

I mean it.

He'd best not sleep in this dormitory again without casting every protection spell he knows.

Comments

[alt_neville]

Ron got a package. From his mum.

Seamus saw and, um, he made fun of what was in the package. That's all.

[alt_gredforge]

Frankly, we don't blame Seamus a bit.

[alt_neville]

Look, you're not helping, okay? He's really hacked off.

I have to live with the two of them.

[alt_neville]

Not that I'm saying there's anything wrong with Ron--

oh, just

Ron. We'll figure something out. All right?

[alt_sally_anne]

What was it?

[alt_neville]

Dress robes. For the Yule Ball.

[alt_gredforge]

Yeah, and the styling was rather...unusual.

[alt_neville]

Well, instead of laughing at him, how about helping him? You two know lots of charms, don't you?

[alt_gredforge]

Maybe we will. But we plan to get lots of amusement out of him first.

[alt_ron]

You wouldn't be laughing if the ones she sent you looked like this!

Honestly. Why'd she bother sending them?

[alt_ron]

Oi!