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.
Peeves snivled incoherently for a moment, then flew off with a petulant wail.
"Miserable excuse for a specter…" The voice muttered, fading as it spoke.
With that, the group was left in silence, until…
"Harry, was throwing the cane back...THAT hard...really necessary?" Hermione spoke up.
"Yes."
"Um...r-right…" Percy managed to get out, mentally wondering if he should report that to McGonagall, or just try and pretend the wooden cane was not currently fourteen inches deep in the stone ceiling.
Weighing his options, all he could come up with was 'quack'.
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