Failure.

[dracolicious]

Suffice it to say that my plan to ease the innocent through certain trials and tribulations by means of a sleeping draught haven't been quite as successful as I'd hoped.  Noting the sharp irony, I blame lack of proper sleep for failing to recognize that the blend of potion ingredients that might keep a human unconscious for a period of time may

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[boywholives]

Wake up, sleepyhead...

[dracolicious]

No.

[boywholives]

You've slept too long already. You'll never get to sleep tonight as it is.

[dracolicious]

Nothing a good shag before bed can't fix, I say.

[boywholives]

It's time to eat...

[dracolicious]

Already ate in my dream.

[boywholives]

But was it as tasty as this?

[dracolicious]

Buggering hell, you can't just sneak up on someone with a hot bowl of bacon product, Potter! It's like---like lying in wait until some attractive and unsuspecting man bends over without any trousers on and then sticking your co9efru8943gnvn7jwrnfd

[boywholives]

I've brought you some incentive to get out of bed...

[dracolicious]

And what have we got here?

[boywholives]

What the Americans call comfort food. Pasta, cheese, bit of bacon...

[dracolicious]

You put extra bacon in this batch, I can tell even without any proper lighting.

[boywholives]

Come on, they're all waiting.

[dracolicious]

They who?

[boywholives]

The little people that you gave birth to some years back. And one extra.

[dracolicious]

Oh, them.

I can't believe Lambchop is about to be two. I feel terribly old, Potter.