[the_old_crowd] Fancy a flutter?

[ewe2]

On 12/27/06, Barry Arrowsmith <arrowsmithbt at ...> wrote:
> http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/uk/6210437.stm
>
> .... though my advice would be to let the betting settle down
> a bit.
>
> When Harry, Draco, Ron *and* Hermy are all offered at 6:1 to
> kill young Potter, then it could fairly be described as an
> uncertain market.
>
> Kneasy
>

ewe2 drops all pretence of breeding with an open-mouthed WTF?!? Not
our Ronnikins and Hermies?!

***

Harry lay panting and bloodied on the floor. Ron and Hermione kept
their wands and watchful eyes upon him.

"You must understand, Harry," said Hermione firmly. "It's up to Ron
and I to see you don't  get away from us, isn't that so
Ron?...RONNIE?!"

"Y-yes dear," mumbled Ron, and he involuntarily looked down, away from
Harry's furious and aghast face. Ron would be no help Harry realized,
his will was no longer his own. Probably one of Hermionies wretched
love potions. Damn, that witch was good.

"Well? Get on with it then!" Harry challenged. "What are you waiting
for, A GOLD STAR PERHAPS?!" he yelled suddenly.

Hermionie screamed a word and a flash of light from her wand cracked
the air on its way into Harry's chest. Gathering control of herself,
she pushed past a horriified Ron and bent down.

"Here you are dearest," she cooed silkily and into Ron's shaking hands
she put an indignant Harry the hamster. "Try not to lose this pet
won't you," she added over her shoulder as she left the room.

Ron looked tearfully down at Harry.

"You know what she's like, mate" he stammered in shamed embarrassment.
"At least someone else gets called a yummy little furryikins for a
change," he added as he shoved a furiously squeaking Harry into his
rucksack and strode out to join Hermione.

***

THAT, my friends, is the TRUE DOOM OF POTTER mwahahaha.

ewe2, who probably should lay off the christmas cheer now...

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