That prat Harry Potter definitely seems to have abandoned me in this wretched place...which I am beginning to suspect is much further than France.

I met someone whom I mistook for Professor Snape. A rather rude fellow, I must say. Our conversation did not go well and ended with me unconscious...and strewn with flowers, though I have no explanation ( Read more... )

That prat Potter has insisted that he isn't responsible - as if I would ever honestly believe that muggle-loving moron could even tie his shoes with a spell. No, I don’t think he did this deliberately, but I'm quite sure he caused it ( Read more... )

*dusts self off, looks at his spectacled companion*

All right Potter, let's have it. What did you do?

*shivers*

I don't fancy freezing to death.