This caused quite a commotion in the house this morning. I am nearly certain that my fine feathered friend thought they would be good sport and he went pounding around the top floors trying to get to them. They were, of course, outside on a neighboring roof.
There are certain things that would have had to happen that are rather technical in order for that to be true. Though the notion has crossed my mind before. Not the act, but rather the outcome.
But never mind that… How is school, Harry?
I finally found a worth-while pursuit that has occupied me for several days.
Would anyone have a use for a charmed chest of drawers? Oak. About 1.5 meters tall. Nice mid-nineteenth century style. Gold paint pattern on top under varnish. Brass fittings. Charmed to repel men’s clothing. In good order.
In lieu of sleeping, I tried cleaning more. Sleep deprived cleaning is not recommended. I triggered another of those dreadful traps and set a whole room on fire. Having poor luck with fire these days. Took me a whole 15 minutes to put it out.
A wizard who shall remain nameless nearly singed off my eyebrows this morning.
(Source: ringojones)
Congratulations, Professor Snape, for your continued reign of terror over innocent students who are only eager to learn. You twat.
I’ve got to get out of this house.
Make sure you have had your flea treatment first
I would be more concerned with your own grooming habits than mine. I could oil my motorbike with the grease from your hair.
I’ve got to get out of this house.
