Robert Falcon had been walking home from school when he triped over something.
He looked down, but he only saw a piece of papaer. "Curious," he though as he picked it up, "I wonder if there's anything on it?" Robert opened the paper and started to read:
Uh, fuck! Harrywas driving him crazy-Draco thought- with the wy he was using his tounge to-
Robert dropped the paper, silently cursing the stupid crazed fangirls who wrote stuff like that as he ran home. What he failed to notice though, was that the paper wasn't wasn't he thought it was. What the paper said, had Robert finnished, was this:
Uh, fuck! Harrywas driving him crazy-Draco thought- with the wy he was using his tounge to make that annoying clicky noise. "I'll just hex him later." Draco thought as he packed up and left the library.
Oh well, poor Robert will never know. Well folks, y'all betterpoke on home too. Ya hear?