You can smack it if you'd like. It should know better.
your sig flipped me off >:[
I know your secret.
:D:D
Looks like it might be time to turn of my visitor messages.
hehehehehehe
I think I know a publishing house you could get published at. . .
"Herminoe dear, can you bring me those dishes?", Mrs. Weasley asked, scrubbing her plate. "Of course.", Hermione responded, grabbing the plates off of the table. As she set them down, she let her hand brush Mrs. Weasley's forearm, lingering momentarily. An exploratory gesture. Her head swam with the possibilities.
