Saturday, September 29, 2007
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"Shot gun shells,
shot to hel.l
Potter blown away.
He can beg for mercy than,
become a fine red spray,"sang Tom Riddle to the tune of Jingle Bells. Jessie giggled. The two were walking outside the caslte in the snow. It was the next day, classes would start tomorrow. "I don't know if I like this plan very much,"Jessie said stopping her chocolate brown eyes looking down. "Baby, it's brilliant. Sacrafices have to be made for greatness,"Tom said. Jessie smiled. "I guess so, I just dont like the idea of purebloods getting hurt,"said Jessie. "Aw baby, don't worry about it,"Tom said and he kissed her gently. Jessie smiled.
"But how do the little men sing out of it?"Balin asked poking a radio with his wand. Draco smacked his forehead and Jessica laughed. The group were hanging out in the room of requirements, the only place they could be alone and not be interupted by Tom and his recruits as deatheaters. The room of requirements resembled a common room except it had Slytherin and Gryffindor colors all over it. A warm fire was crackleing and the group were playing cards. "Malfoy, I gotta ask. Why the shovel?"Anthony asked. "It's a surprise,"Draco said nodding at some poker chips and they moved into the middle of the table. "I'm bored,"Balin said. "Well go find some way to amuse yourself,"Draco said. "So what have you been telling people about Balin?"Hermione asked.
"What do you mean?"asked Draco. "Well a fake last name, and where he is from?"asked Hermione. "Oh,"Draco said with a smirk. "He's Balin Malfoy, he's a cousin from America, he's kept his english accent, now he's back in England and thus, is going to Hogwarts. His lack of knowledge about well, everything is because his parents are amish,"said Draco. "Whats amish?"asked Balin. "Nevermind,"Draco said. Balin walked around the room with slight interest. "So do you think the rest of this year is going to be normal?"Harry asked. "Bloody better be,"Draco muttered. "I don't want no more time travel, no more secret spying for Voldemort, none of that,"Draco said and he smiled. "Royal flush."
shot to hel.l
Potter blown away.
He can beg for mercy than,
become a fine red spray,"sang Tom Riddle to the tune of Jingle Bells. Jessie giggled. The two were walking outside the caslte in the snow. It was the next day, classes would start tomorrow. "I don't know if I like this plan very much,"Jessie said stopping her chocolate brown eyes looking down. "Baby, it's brilliant. Sacrafices have to be made for greatness,"Tom said. Jessie smiled. "I guess so, I just dont like the idea of purebloods getting hurt,"said Jessie. "Aw baby, don't worry about it,"Tom said and he kissed her gently. Jessie smiled.
"But how do the little men sing out of it?"Balin asked poking a radio with his wand. Draco smacked his forehead and Jessica laughed. The group were hanging out in the room of requirements, the only place they could be alone and not be interupted by Tom and his recruits as deatheaters. The room of requirements resembled a common room except it had Slytherin and Gryffindor colors all over it. A warm fire was crackleing and the group were playing cards. "Malfoy, I gotta ask. Why the shovel?"Anthony asked. "It's a surprise,"Draco said nodding at some poker chips and they moved into the middle of the table. "I'm bored,"Balin said. "Well go find some way to amuse yourself,"Draco said. "So what have you been telling people about Balin?"Hermione asked.
"What do you mean?"asked Draco. "Well a fake last name, and where he is from?"asked Hermione. "Oh,"Draco said with a smirk. "He's Balin Malfoy, he's a cousin from America, he's kept his english accent, now he's back in England and thus, is going to Hogwarts. His lack of knowledge about well, everything is because his parents are amish,"said Draco. "Whats amish?"asked Balin. "Nevermind,"Draco said. Balin walked around the room with slight interest. "So do you think the rest of this year is going to be normal?"Harry asked. "Bloody better be,"Draco muttered. "I don't want no more time travel, no more secret spying for Voldemort, none of that,"Draco said and he smiled. "Royal flush."
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