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[alt_pansy]

I think I nearly fainted when Crabbe walked by me in Charms today. I'm still trying to catch my breath. It's like he'd lent his robes to a troll. A troll who'd died a long time ago from eating too much cheese.

Honestly.

I think I might have to start spraying perfume in his general direction for the good of Hogwarts. It's like we're in third year all over again.

I feel sorry for Harry and Draco. And the poor house-elves who have to launder his things. Maybe they decided to stop in protest?

Comments

[alt_ron]

Third year, yeah. Only, I think Crabbe and Goyle already smelled foul when we started as firsties.

Just figured they came out of an especially stinky cabbage patch, y'know?

[alt_pansy]

No kidding.