Know your mage, Know your mage, Know your mage...
The man with long, black hair stood in the center of the stage, doing a 360 and laughing as he heard our commentary...
"Hey Gred and Forge!" he shouted, waving in our approximate direction.
It's creepy how they always know where we are, isn't it, Fred?
I know what you mean
Sirius Black ...
... loves his mother ...
"Uh uh, wrong; what's happening here?" he asked suspiciously.
Oh, we're humiliating witches, wizards, dangerous animals and the authors of this fanfic, then dropping them down holes, Luna thought it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Hermione walked in at that moment, carrying three seperate flasks of soup.
"Hermione?"
"Oh, they got you too, huh?" Sirius stood there bewildered as a hole in the floor opened up and the soup was dropped into it.
"Thanks Hermione!" shouts shovelgirl
"Who're you?" asks Sirius. a frustrated noise comes from down below.
"Who are you? Who are you!? That's just what we need. People who don't know about us!" Piecey raised his hands up and started to bang his head against the wall.
"Right; got it. Sorry for offending you," he muttered.
MOVING ON
Sirius black...
...I can't actually think of a good insult...
Oh, give it here
Sirius black...
... was and still is in love with Lily Evans...
"Bzzt, wrong again; I was a player," he said.
Ugh! We can't win; bye bye, Sirius Black!
fred pulled a lever, and sirius was dropped down a hole.
"Oh, hello," greeted shovelgirl.
"..." Piecey doesn't say anything, he just continues to bang his head against the wall.
THAT'S ALL FOR NOW
