I go to the Malfoy's for a day, a sodding day, and when I get back home I find - I'm not actually sure what it is, but suffice to say it was on fire, the local fire brigade was called and they soaked it in water and now it's EVERYWHERE.

I know it was you, Potter, Black. I will have my revenge.

Are you sure you're being properly satisfied, Evans? Because I hate to agree with a mangy drug-peddler, but it was hardly that cold in the room. Due to Potter's sickeningly underclothed state I could hardly fail to notice that he was a little on the small side. Not to mention his inexperience. Do let me know when you want a real man - in private, ( Read more... )

It's almost as though someone discovered the ability to take all the most boring and awful parts of my years of Hogwarts, turn them into text and display them in these journals for me to read ( Read more... )

What the sod do you mean other people are going to use these?

I assume tonight's still on, though, Lucius?