 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Fearful (Continued) Fifth Year
SAMMEH
"What?”
“Specifically pasta. For me. Because you love me.”
“I don’t love you that much”
“GO!” Sammy said, shoving Amy out of the dorm
“But what if Peeves catches me?”
“Uhmmm” Sammy pondered for a few seconds “run?”
“RUN?!”
“Uhuh”
“Oh brilliant”
“Love you tooooo”
Amy glared at Sammy as she shut the door, and fearfully began to creep towards the painting. As soon as she stepped outside
“STUDENTSIES!”
Amy ran, hell for leather back through the common room and threw open the door, barricading behind her bed
“Never again”
“Where’s my pasta?” Sammy asked innocently, stretching on her bed.
Last edited by city_girl_95; 08-16-2011 at 05:26 PM.
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