Harry, yeah you fucking bitch couldn't you finally ask Draco out for the damned Yule ball. Or ask him out in general. We all know you're a gay fucker you little wanker. You can survive a killing curse from the damned dark lord as a baby but can't ask out the man of your dreams. JuST ASK HIM OUT ALREADY YOU SON OF A WOOT WOOT.
“I have no idea
how this place is so huge that it can fit us all in here, but somehow it works.”
Charlie mused looking at her companion, desperate for someone to talk to. “Please
tell me you have something to keep our minds busy? I’m so bored I think that’s
what might kill me.”