 Farmer Carter | | Ama's Secret
"Oh really? Well at least you had the wonderful pyramids to look out upon and visit as an escape to your particular breed of imbeciles," if anyone could deal with idiots, it was Anastasia Bunbury, "You look as brilliant as ever, though."
"News?" Sylvester repeated, sitting up straight, more attentive than he had been. He really was a true journalist. "What sort of news are we talking here Annie? Have you managed to uncover some incredible Herbology findings at that university of yours?"
Sylvester saw the look of horror on the receptionists face as Annie placed her order. He assumed she was panicking because the Prophet wasn't exactly the kind of place that had honey stored in it's cupboards, but Sylvester merely responded, "You are a witch. Work it out. And I'll have my usual, thanks."
See? He said thanks. That was nice of him.
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When I look into the
MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is
YOU
*wink*
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