Hi to the people who are reading this, I didn't expect that, anyway, GO VOTE. she who must not be named has all rights to HP, so ya. I would love it if you would review, but no pressure or anything. Also I am from Canada and I can see were people who read this are from, I find I really cool how people are from all around.
I am sitting in my "living room" with Potter sitting across very awkwardly. We got a new home so I believe that we have a good "life". Then I reassails something. "Um Potter '' he looks up so I can see his sparkly emeralds he has eyes. "Do you have the ladder thing? I didn't really read all of it, and I probably should know our 'life'." I do finger quotes adding life. He does a cute 'wait cute who am I' laughs and gets up and heads me the letter thingy then goes to sit done in the chair he was in before. I peel it open and read-
Relationship:married
Kids:pregnant
jobs:Albus-teacher will make 100,000 gallons a week, Amorette-healer will make 200,000 a week
"Whole shit" I say Potter looks up at me weirdly.
"One don't swear" I rolled my eyes as he say this "two, what" he quests
"The amount of money we make, have you seen this, we make 300,000 a week." I say, he looks taking back.
"Ya I saw that you should keep reading." he tells me with his smile that's always there.
Your job will be you going to class, if you fail you will get "fired" and will not have that as a source of income.
"So" Potter said from across the room. I snapped my head to look at him "we a-are g-going t-t-" I cut him off there.
"Do you always sterner like that Potter?" I questioned as he trend the classic Weasley red.
"Only sometimes." he said, tiring less red "anyway w-we s-should try to g-get to k-know each other, y-you k-know we are g-going to sp-spend a y-year living t-together." he well I don't really know how to describe it other then word vomited. I can't hold it in any longer, so I didn't try, I burst out laughing, as Potter trend redder than before. "Or a-at l-less on a f-first n-name-" I cut him off again, I am going to be doing that a lot.
"So no need to vomit again. You want to be on a first name basis?" He nodded almost glowing red. " I guess we can Pot-Albus." I said, not sure why I was open to him.
"Al'' he said, I gave him a confused look. "I hate being called Albus, it's Al." he said without stuttering, I stifled a laughter, he tired more red if possible.
" I am not laughing at you, well kind of, I mean Albus, what kind of name is that." he tired to a less tomato looking face, and started laughing with me. Our laughing and dare I say bonding moment was cut off by a nock on the door of our home, It's more of a cordage. I got up from the chair I was stead in, I pulled open the door to see Professor Weasley standing there with a basked "come in." I'm mossing the 30 something year old woman to come in.
"Oh thank you." she said, looking slightly surprised by the ascend. "I am here to give you the poison that will give you the symptoms of pregnancy and there will be a 'baby' born after. I need a hair from each of you." Professor Weasley said, I am confused, then trine around to see Pott-Al standing in the living room door frame. We hand over one of our hair, I then had to drink the damn thing which-just- gross. " the posins will take awaked over night. Don't be afraid." I node and Al(yes I did it) has a bash across his porcelain face.
"Bye Ant 'Minnie." Al said, then the front door closes. "So…" All stars. You want to play a get to know you game." Al said, spryly with no stuttering.
"Sure why not." Al bruiting's up.
This might not be so bad.
