Track This Story: Feed
|Ch. #||Chapter Title||Word Count||Reviews|
Damn you, ye window through which cold air wafts!!!!
Banner:Drunk Elves. SHE FAINTED! I, James Potter, made the one and only strikingly-beautiful, I-hate-you-so-much-Potter-you-make-me-gag Lily Evans faint. Of course, she might have fainted because one of Peeves’ walking sticks hit her in the back of the head at the same moment. But still...SHE FAINTED!
AHHHHH!!!!!!! McGonagall is God!
AHHHHH!!! McGonagall is God! // The way-too-smart-for-his-own-good, not-arrogant-enough-to-be-a-proper-marauder werewolf is still sitting there, shaking his head at me! He doesn’t think the plan-which-is-so-ingenious-I-can’t-believe-that-it-hasn’t-been-thunk-of-before-and-is-going-to-most-definitely-help- SBIHYSMYMMGISMBTYASPTICTYIACIWAYCDATAIBIASMSTYAUYIAHGAIHPGTYMTILE-stop-being-in-denial-and-confess-her-love-for-me-once-and-for-all, then is good enough to work, does he? I'll show him!
RTDC conquers all!
I just realized...
Utter Fabulosiosity of the BPETUBOFWEBM Plan…Er, what?
Success at last! Lily, the great Lily Evans….SHE LOOKED AT ME WITHOUT YELLING! ‘Course, she was staring at me as if I had two heads and belonged in the Loony Bin as I copied exactly what Remus did motion for motion and repeated everything he said in a much lower pitched, masculine, and sexy echo…she must have been overwhelmed by my extreme sexiness and masculinosity. I can have that effect of women sometimes….render them speechless with my good looks…
JOIN HARRY POTTER FANFICTION
Get access to every new feature the moment it comes out.Register Today!