 so you can convince yourself that im cute
#34 Parseltonge
“Wicked,” grinned a fourteen year old Lee, upon hearing that Harry Potter was a parseltongue. “That is so COOOOOOOLLLL!!!”
“Lee!” said Angelina stiffly. “This is SERIOUS! Think about how he’s feeling!”
“I bet he’s dead happy,” he grinned. “Wish I could do that.”
Angelina raised a sceptical eyebrow.
“You wish there was a possibility you were Slytherins Heir?”
“Well, no. But think how many ways I could squiiish that little runt Malfoy if I could call a load of dirty great snakes on him! It would be brilliant!”
“Poor Harry.” Said Angelina, shaking her head in sympathy.
“LUCKY Harry!!”
Siiigh…
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