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[mc_mike]

Bloody. Hell.

Fucking barmy, the pair of them. Having a go at each other like that. I know Cho's not the greatest at keeping her ruddy emotions in check and Ginny ... well, fuck, when she's riled, she's a right miniature Hungarian Horntail. If I weren't involved with the one and friendly with the other, I'd've happily sat back and watch it all play out. But damn ... I've never considered locking myself away in Azkaban until right then. Dementors would've been unicorns to their bleedin' show. Ruddy good thing Padma headed back after the match. I don't reckon her prefect heart would've handled the scene at all.


At least she's speaking to me now. But I'll admit I'm as confused as I ever was on that.

One thing's still itching my knacks ... I don't know what the hell Ginny's on about, me taking orders, like I'm a sodding House Elf or something. Like hell I do. I know my own bloody mind. I bloody well do. If I didn't, then I wouldn't have ...


Fuck. This is fucking useless.

Shite, she IO'd me. Bloody hell, I'm not up to this right now.

I'm going to go watch Tony shave his head. At least one bloody thing's gone right.




My ruddy jaw still hurts.