 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Sheridan grinned, is it cape time? She asked, wiggling her eyebrows in her evil genius way. If she was an evil genius. Which she was. MWAHHAHA. And they called her an innocent Puff, pfft, not much, not much, there tis nothing to do here. She shrugged, she would of gone to London but her parents had forced her to come on the pretence of "Christmas shopping", AS IF it was the middle of August. It was just so they could get her to do family stuff. *eye roll* I'm assuming you are planning something, due to the fact you are in one of the dingy-ist places in the whole of Hogsmede. Not as bad as Knockturn Alley though *shudder* |