 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Untie Fourth Year
Amy sat on her bed, watching Sammy with weary eyes, as the blonde ran around, tying up Amy’s hands
“Sammy, why exactly are you doing this?” Amy asked for the gazillionth time, cocking an eyebrow at her friend
“So you won’t move, now shut up” Sammy said distractedly
“Move from what?” Amy asked warily, glaring at Sammy, who was still running around.
Eventually, with Amy tied up proper, Sammy stepped back and surveyed her handywork
“Perfect”
“WHATS PERFECT?”
Sammy took a few steps forward and raised her wand
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Rictusempra!”
“SAMMY UNTIE- HAHAHA AHRRRH” |