After I did my daily crying (because I am depressed and not like any other girl) I put on a new outfit.
I didn't shower because unlike the other girls, I always smell of my signature scent, bluebells with a side of bee honey with a side of french roses with a side of a Slytherin potion with a side of smelly Poo poo because it smells nice to my nostrils.
I threw my blonde platinum blonde honey blonde white blonde yellow blonde blonde blonde hair into a super messy bun at the top of my small and delicate head.
I threw on a comfy sweater which was three sizes to big, because I wanted everyone to think I was super cute with my big sweater and small, tiny, valumptuous legs.
'Im ready mo- WHO THE FUCK SHIT BITCHY ASS HOE IS THAT!!!!!' I yell, as I start to cry once again.
There was a beautiful, scrumptious tasty delicious woman at my front door.
Daym I thought.
This bitch finneeeee as fuck bro.
'Im professor magonagall' the woman said in a sexy voice that made me collapse to my knees with how scrumptious it sounded.
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Fixing brocken dracko
FanfictionMcaighleigh Snifflecock is a transfer to hogwarts school for wizardry and witchness. She is so timid and week and feels so alone on her first day, and it gets worse when a tasty,delicious man called dracko Malfoy comes into her life. THIS IS A JOKE
