"But Charlie was in a taaaaaaank," Jake whined, balling up his fist and rubbing his eye. "He's... dooomed..."

Jake loved animals. LOVED them. He could even remember that time when he was three and saw that badger roadkill. He was upset and disturbed... for a very long time after that. At least that would have been quick. Poor badger. "I want them baaaaack," Jake added, hiding his face.

Then the shock came when he was offered a chocolate frog. But that wasn't the shock, ohhhhh no. People often did that to shut him up... and it rarely worked. The shock, to him and anyone who really knew him, was that he shook his head.

Jake Upstead just turned down a chocolate frog.

Twas a sad day for sugar companies everywhere.

ANYWAY!

"Gingersnapple..." Jake mumbled, taking in a few gasps for breath every now and then. "I took him... he left, I followed... and, like... turned him pink, kind of..."

Ahem... yeah.