 No Touchy! ♥ demented_teacher
"I'll tell him tonight in my letter how each of you appreciates his generosity," Max grinned and couldn't help himself any longer. He grabbed one of the brooms and unwrapped it, eyes wide like a little kid on Christmas Day. His hands ran over every inch of the broom and he appeared to be overcome with emotion. "Oh, these babies are . . . perfect! Lightweight . . . sleek . . . and the balance . . . ." He continued to ramble on for a good five minutes about the perfection of the new broom.
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Last edited by demented_death_eater; 04-26-2007 at 12:11 AM.
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