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[unsecretive]

I've had exactly forty-seven requests for another "show". I'm guessing I did something rather trashy while intoxicated at the, er, gathering a few days back? Parvati said I took my shirt off and managed to gather the attention of most, if not all, of the men in the room?

Well. I had no idea my shirtless self was so popular. But, unfortunately

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[kenmarefan]

I don't remember any of this. Care to refresh my memory?

[rons_on_fire]

I can. In detail.

[kenmarefan]

Fuck off, Ron. Documentation. Pfftt.

[rons_on_fire]

That hurts, Seamus. Not any longer. Hermione's destroyed every shred of evidence.

[shapely_millie]

And by "show" you mean another sneak preview at Mardi Gras in Scotland? I'm sure if you practiced really hard you wouldn't have to finish school. Don't worry Brown, your future is set. Men love to pay easy brainless girls.

Oh, and Brown? Better a shiny bald head then a bouncy brainless twit.

[unsecretive]

I adore Mardi Gras in Scotland! Though my parents wouldn't let me earn my beads the good old fashioned way so I had to snitch a few. Ah, well. Que sera sera and all that.

I wasn't insulting his shiny bald head, Miss Bulstrode. I was merely trying to give everyone a different perspective on Professor's Snape's new style. In any case, you're very touchy on the subject. Are you sporting a crush on the Professor?

[shapely_millie]

For shame.

Of course I'm touchy. That's our Head of House you're so openly insulting. Crush. Pffft. You're looking for ammunition.

[unsecretive]

Well, he's not my head of house and I wasn't insulting him, so I really don't see what you are on about.