ORDER ONLY: Private Message to Sally-Anne, Justin, Ron, and Harry

[alt_pansy]

WHAT?

I mean, seriously.

Seriously.

A man. In our room. For years. Who just happened to be old school chums with Harry's dad and Sirius and Mr Lupin.

If Sally-Anne didn't look so white-faced, I would've thought April Fools came early. Because it's completely and utterly ridiculous.

And weird.

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[alt_pansy]

I know. It's serious. I'll treat it seriously.

[alt_sally_anne]

Yeah but seriously you are seriously right.

How were we ever Sorted into Slytherin House? We are supposed to be WARY and CRAFTY and CLEVER.

But nope we had a man (A GRYFFINDOR incidentally) living IN OUR ROOM LITERALLY UNDER OUR NOSES SINCE SECOND YEAR.

It's Carrow's fault. If he hadn't escaped from Carrow I'd have felt less sorry for him and might have thought twice about making him my pet. Except probably not, because I really did want a pet.

[alt_ron]

Well. He did look really odd, like a giant hairless rat.

Tail-less, too.

Let's just say no one's going to ask to put his picture in one of those witches' nudey magazines!

So, yeah. If you take away the fact that it was bleedin terrifying when he was there all of a sudden... parts of it were fairly hilarious.

[alt_pansy]

So deeply glad I was not there.

Fervently, even.