chapter 6

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'What in the fucks name are you doing.' Mighty Magonagall screamed, her sexy morning voice creeping through, since it was 3:83 in the morning because Mcaigjleighloola Was different.

'I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I' I stuttered, ego totes downgraded.

How could she not like me?

What am I saying... of course she doesn't like me.

My whole life, it's always been Pansy Parkinson, never Mcaighleighloolalioleopard Snifflecock.

I started to cry.

All my emotions building up inside my small, tiney tiny, petite, delicate frame.

'Oh for fucks sake you stupid bitchy ass hoe.' Magonagall said in a sexy northen' (A/N HAHAHAH GET IT GUYS NORVERN HAHAH BECAUSE THEY SPEAK LIKE THAT HAHAH IM SO FUNNY I LIGIT CAN NOT STOP LAUGHING MY PLUMP ASS OFF -slenders on rObLoX 🤙🏻 hmu-)

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