Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
"I still can't believe it…" Ron muttered, the youngest Weasley Brother looking on as Norbert devoured a massive bucket of brandy and chicken blood in rapid time "Where the hell is he putting it all?"
"A dragon's digestive tract can dissolve most metals, Ron." Hermione supplied, keeping well back, having learned from experience that Norbert liked to belch after a meal, and that his flame's reach was getting longer as the capacity of its stomach increased "It stands to reason they must burn through their food like nobody's business."
"It'll be somebody's business soon enough if he keeps drinking up all the alcohol in the castle." Herwald noted, quirking a brow at the piles of empty brandy bottles that Hagrid had nicked out of the cellars, which Herwald suspected belonged to a certain Potion's Master judging by the man's increasing annoyance during potions classes
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