| petitemillicent @ 2003-04-26 13:17:00 |
Entry.
The resident drama queen decided to grace us with his presence for 5 minutes at breakfast today.
Dropped a bunch of golf sticks on the Gryffindor table and then sulked his way home.
Did not even say good bye.
How rude.
Potter, so you do not like breasts.
It is not the end of the world.
We already knew you are a primadonna so there was no need to prove it.
You two are clearly meant to be.
Had Draco's share of breakfast today.
All is not lost.
Boot, where is this "under the stairs" you speak off?
There are more stairs than mudbloods in Hogwarts.
I would have owled you back but my owl does not like you.
M. B.
Comments:
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-26 11:37 am UTC "I would have owled you back but my owl does not like you." |
You toy with my heart merely. You do not mean it.
Cruel, cruel mistress.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-04-26 11:39 am UTC Re: "I would have owled you back but my owl does not like you." |
Keep calling me that and maybe I will mean it.
M. B.