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[dragonbadfaith]

Dear...bugger it, not in the mood—

Potter seems to have pissed off back to our world, which is just typical. Always has to have things just handed to him because he's the bloody Boy Who Lived. I bet Dumbledore gave him the House Cup the second he walked into the Great Hall, too, just because he finally bothered to show up for classes halfway through the year. Probably gift-wrapped it, at that.

1000 points to the arseholes of Gryffindor because Potter's not stuck in some stupid bleeding pirate world anymore.

- Draco Malfoy

P.S. Help, my ship has been taken over by ninjas and one of them is wearing the most ghastly and horrid shade of orange and another has pink hair that I think actually might not be dyed or charmed. Why do I have to still be stuck with these nutters when Potter isn't????

Comments

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[dragonbadfaith]

Well, I'm a proper wizard. So you don't need to assume anything.

I simply commented on her hair. If that constitutes making an enemy then you lot are far too sensitive.

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[forthevillage]

The comment did not concern me so much as how you might choose to speak with her if she should respond because of it.

[Because you're kind of a brat.]

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[dragonbadfaith]

[lol kind of?]

She seems to be taking it rather well, actually, but I'll be sure to tell her you were worried.

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[forthevillage]

I'm sure you will.

[He's not even bothered by the idea.]

I take it you and our former crewmate were rivals of a sort.

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[dragonbadfaith]

Of a sort, yes. But at least he was something familiar in this bloody world.

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[forthevillage]

Was he the only other wizard here from it?

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[dragonbadfaith]

He was. Then again, that was also annoying. Ah well.

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[forthevillage]

So if he'd stayed, you would be annoyed by his presence. Now that he's left, you're annoyed that he doesn't have to be here while you do.

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[dragonbadfaith]

...Yes, basically!

[See, it's really not so complicated.]

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[forthevillage]

A lose/lose situation. My sympathies.

[A very, very small amount of sympathy.]