'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she...
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'I don't know what to do with myself All day and all night I wander the halls along the walls And under my breath I say to myself "I need fuel to take flight"
And there's too much going on But it's calm under the waves In the blue of my oblivion Under the waves
Is that why they call me a sullen girl, sullen girl They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea But he washed me 'shore And he took my pearl And left an empty shell of me'
"Why can't Fred and George hurry up with those Skiving Snackboxes?" Hera groaned after McGonagall shoved her schedule into her hand.
"Do mine ears deceive me?" Fred squeezed onto the bench, sitting himself directly in between Katie and Lee to annoy them, "Our own Rara, trying to skive lessons?"
"You would too if you had triple potions first thing on a Monday, " Allie said miserably as she shared that lesson with Hera.
"Triple Potions?" Katie frowned, scanning her timetable and hoping she didn't have it too.
"Yeah, first two lessons a double, then break, then back again, "
"Just be glad we have a break in the middle — the last'll probably be for Practical; that can't be too bad?" Alicia said uneasily, her hand wavering by her lips as she willed not to nervously bite her fingernails.
"That's what you get for being a sweat, " Fred snickered through a mouthful of toast, "Kat, I'm telling you, don't try at all this year, or you'll be stuck in higher potions like these two — " he tilted his head to Hera and Allie, "And sixth is a pisstake anyway— "
"Don't you start saying that!" Allie warned, "Sixth is really important; they don't cover any of the material again until a week before exams! You can't go convincing her to drop out!"
Fred shrugged, turning back to Hera, "If you still want it, you can have some Nosebleed Nougat cheap— "
"Why's it cheap?" Ron butted in, his accusatory tone thinly veiled.
