[HPFGU-OTChatter] Ye Gods...

[Neil Ward]

Ebony flew in on her broom (a Stirmeister 60) to say:

<<:::cackles!::: It's *very* easy to start a shipping debate on the main
list, Amber.  Since we now have to do annoying things like stick to canon
over there (because the no-shippers *always* get tired of us and had to find
an excuse to banish us), it might be great to start a thread here at
OT-Chatter.  I've noticed that a certain type of post never fails to get the
shippers started... e-mail me off list and I'll tell you what works.>>

"Flying Ford Anglia bobbed past in his flaking lifeboat - the one also
holding three whiskery hags and a House Elf in a flour sack - and fired a
warning flare off the bows of the good ship H/H (actually, it was a damp
firework he'd been saving for the occasion - it went "phut!" and fell back
into the ample cleavage of one of the hags).

Ebony gripped the handle of her Stirmeister and shot toward the scudding
waters, eyes aflame.  She pulled out of the Quidditch dive bare inches from
the surface, startling the rusty Mechanimagus into toppling over the side.
He sank, heavily, to the bottom and there he rested, in car form, until the
threat of ships looming overhead had passed."

Neil

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Flying Ford Anglia
Mechanimagus Moderator

"The cat's ginger fur was thick and fluffy, but it was definitely
a bit bow-legged and its face looked grumpy and oddly
squashed, as though it had run headlong into a brick wall"
["The Leaky Cauldron", PoA]