 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Authors Choice - Day Dream Fifth Year
God. This class was soooo boring. So. Boring. Rose took out her notebook and began to doodle werewolves attacking a red haired Potter and then Rose herself, with extra long princess hair. Soon though she was finished. So she reverted back to her usual lesson structure. Stare at the back of someone’s head.
THERE. Her eyes rested on a brunette Gryffindor at the front of the class and savoured all his hotness and blue eyes and oh so irresistible muscles. HAWT.
"Day dreaming again Weasley?" The irritating blonde boy next to her dripped, shattering her concentration |