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Nearly Headless Nick Groping around in the air for a moment, Nick grabbed his head and swung it back so that it rested in the folds of his ruffled collar, "Sir Nicholas de Mimsy Porpington at your service m'dear. This," he continued pointing to his head, "Is what happens when you are hit forty-five times in the neck with a blunt axe." Shaking his head, which bobbled dargerously, he muttered, "Confounded executioner."
"hello Nearly headless nick!" chris beamed my great grand father told me about you, his name was harry potter." chris smiled "I am his grandson Chris Potter!"