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[feorge]

Harry Potter and the Inevitable Future

Always a specky little prat, a rare and fortuitous day had Harry Potter manning up and pulling the twig out of his arse to tie the knot with one Ginevra Weasley. It was horribly awkward, and the two of them popped out thirty-seven nippers and lived happily ever after.

The End.

Blimey. Whoever wrote this's a real tosspot.

[ooc; Y E P. He is not cursed. :D Also: I am still technically on hiatus but I'm trying to make AC for this month anyway so I will reply to these tags, but expect them to be a little slow. Sorry!]

Comments

[designedtoparty]

Fingers crossed. I'm also holding out for the ability to grow back my balls.

[feorge]

Now that'd be a mighty useful ability. 'specially with a mouth like yours.

[designedtoparty]

I don't know. I think it'd be more of a novelty than anything. No one ever seems to follow through on that threat.

[feorge]

How does it come as no surprise that you've enough experience to know?

[designedtoparty]

Don't you? I always figured most people have heard it at least once in their lives.

[feorge]

Once or twice, yeah, but threats tend to get a bit more imaginative when you're raised with magic.

[designedtoparty]

Yeah, if I could magic I'd be filling people's anuses with those poison ant things all the time.

[feorge]

[SNORT.]

I reckon it's good thing you aren't magic.

[designedtoparty]

Because you know I'd be better?

[feorge]

[Another snort, so bloody attractive.]

Oh, yeah. That's got to be it.

[designedtoparty]

[Watch out, Fred. You keep that up, you're not going to be able to fight off all the ladies who'll come running for you.]

Aw, come on. I'd be great. Can you imagine all the shit I could do?

[feorge]

[They will hear this mating call and They will come. Excellent.]

Trust me, mate. I absolutely can.

[It'd be brilliant.]