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Angie! (johnsonchases) wrote in wished,

She pulled the bottle up in a toasting position. "To good ole Broomfucker, shall he not get splinters." She said taking a drink. "Have you got paper or canvas for a banner?" The twins were like boyscouts with their magical back room of tricks and supplies. She was sure that somewhere in the near vicinity there were the supplies to make the banner.

"I loathe boils in general." She said with a look of distaste on her face. "No matter what color... pus is pus, George Weasley. If I get hit, I'm coming out of you." She sighed, shaking her head. "Even if it's the holidays...." Because it was gross, and while Angelina could sometimes live like a typical bloke stereotype, pus was NOT enjoyed in any way, shape, or form.

"I know you think so, but I enjoy it far too much to risk it ending." She said with a soft smile as if she was reminiscing on a happy memory.