(I absolutely hate that word. It has none of the flavor and subtlety that a curse ought to have, but I find that in some cases there is no substituting.)
They have done the unthinkable. Oh, I guess I knew it was possible, way back in the back of my subconscious. After all Cassandra Claire did it with Draco. But never ever did I suspect that this could happen.
They've managed to make me hate Sirius. This is a day for the record books.
But it gets worse. Far worse.
It's true. I've fallen in love with Snape. I am tracking him down and marrying him, and we shall live a long happy life together, blowing up may cauldrons along the way.
If you need me, I'll be hiding in my closet, being ashamed of myself. But somehow this won't stop me from hauling Mogget with me and gorging myself on the Snapeslasher archives.
They have done the unthinkable. Oh, I guess I knew it was possible, way back in the back of my subconscious. After all Cassandra Claire did it with Draco. But never ever did I suspect that this could happen.
They've managed to make me hate Sirius. This is a day for the record books.
But it gets worse. Far worse.
It's true. I've fallen in love with Snape. I am tracking him down and marrying him, and we shall live a long happy life together, blowing up may cauldrons along the way.
If you need me, I'll be hiding in my closet, being ashamed of myself. But somehow this won't stop me from hauling Mogget with me and gorging myself on the Snapeslasher archives.