You don't expect me to title this thing, do you?

[quintus_i]

Ughffuck you Julius-effing-Harper!

If anyone actually so much as breathes the word "Quinnikins" in my presence, I will most certainly be rearranging their faces

Comments

[ihaverealissues]

Whinge, whinge, whinge - want to know about my life? Not that I'll tell you. But the sentiment stands.

I'll trade.

[quintus_i]

I don't want your life - and I don't want to know about your life. The only time I want to know about your life is when the war is over and we get to read about you in the papers.

[ihaverealissues]

Thanks for the appreciation. It's nice to know that all my hard work and putting my arse on the line is not going unnoticed.

Just trying to give you some needed perspective. You're welcome.

[quintus_i]

Needed perspective is taken into account. Just don't get your arse fried, and we'll appreciate you even more, Potter.

[pink_parvati]

I'm allowed to be friendly.

[quintus_i]

You were flirting. I think there's a difference between the two.

[pink_parvati]

Let's say for the sake of argument that I was flirting then.

So does that mean you're jealous, Quinnikins?

[quintus_i]

Do. Not. Call. Me. That. Name.

Got it?

Remember, Quint, Harry Potter. Keep perspective. No... not working.

How could I be jealous of someone who dares call me that?

[bright_ambition]

Poor Quint. You look like you need a hug. Want to come and talk about it, darling? We've not spoken in a while. Now that certain things are back to normal around here, I feel better and am less out of sorts.

[quintus_i]

Tracey - I would love to talk to you. Have you got any chewing gum? Or sugar quills? Or any kind of sweet that will last me a longer period of time than most?

[bright_ambition]

I've Drooble's. And almond nougat. And peppermint sticks. Take your pick, I'm up in the study room with a History of Magic essay, so you can certainly drop by for sweets and a chat. I could use the distraction, certainly.