Walburga: When was the last time that I ever punched someone?
Orion: It was on 1941, December 25th, and you punched me. For I had gotten drunk way too much on the After Quidditch party, and tried to flirt with your best enemy.
Walburga: And now, today, 12th October, 1942, I'm gonna punch someone again.
Abraxas: Can I too punch that someone with you?
Walburga: You are welcome to.
Abraxas: Thanks. I'm really on a mood to beat him up.
Walburga: I'm literally done with his shit. He has crossed the line, and I don't think I'll be able to stop myself once I start.
Abraxas: Oh don't. Why stop yourself?
Orion:
Orion: ...ok, who's getting six feet under today, huh?
Walburga: Oh, you still don't get it?
Abraxas: Are you serious Orion? Still not?
Orion: Just tell me the name, okay? I haven't taken any special classes on mind-to-mind conversation without any verbal help.
Walburga & Abraxas: It's obviously our dear lord!
Somewhere in the Castle
Tom: *sneezes for the 100th time* Someone is really hell bent on thinking about me today.
Tom: I hope it's Harry.
Celestia: Well.. R.I.P to our Tom. You're really going to need it.
Date of published: 5th May, 2023 ( 05.05.2023 )
Word count: 210
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Tomarry: I love ya, you little shit.
FanfictionWhat the title said. # STARTED: 04.07.2022 #PUBLISHED: 10.07.2022 # FINISHED: not yet. # STATUS: •On-Going•
