um hi. I don't really have much to say except...
POTTERMORE COME OUT IN EARLY APRIL! AHHHH! "b
Summary: He has always assumed that I didn't like him, I suppose. Maybe that's why she stole him. No, Alice, she never stole him. Yes she did! No, he was never yours in the first place. But now I've got him back and– Okay, so not back... And now it's time for a little blood-red-revenge.
Oh, in case it has been confusing you... these summaries are always in the point-of-veiw that I write the chapter in.
and by the way, Keili means "slender, pretty" and is a form of the name Caoilinn, meaning "slender and white, fair or pure".
So, please READ AND REVEIW!
She was going to be at the party. The girl who stole- Er... Who took- Who got him before I did- ...
Well, she was going to be there.
And I thought this was the perfect occasion to wear my red dress. The exact shade was hard to place, but it reminded me of blood. This was a very gruesome thought, so that's why I didn't tell Albus. It clung to my waist, hips, and curves, fitting to my body and ending at my knees. A slit ran up it to about mid-thigh.
We went to the party arm-in-arm as a way of letting the public (including her) know of our engagement. Keili, the girl who stole -sorry, er... tricked him into her clutches with her feminine whiles- is shocked, to say the least.
As soon as we walk into the room, she drops her champagne -along with her jaw- and her eyes bulge out, emphasizing her way-too-much makeup and reminding me of a lemur. "Who is this?" she asks haughtily.
"This is my fiancée." Albus said smoothly.
She can only manage a stammered "What?" in response and sniffs pompously. Then, she storms away to tell the reporters.
This. Is. Hilarious.