'Miri it is while summer ilast
With fughleless song
Oc nu neheth windes blast
And weder strong!'
A/N: just one thing straight -- past tense of verb 'to shit' isn't shitted. It's shat.
Advocating: HARRY POTTER names, characters, and related indicia is property of Warner Brothers. This disclaimer is property of Warner Brothers.
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Hermione POV, right after she departed from her beloved Draco:
That smug git, he thinks he is so uptight. Well, he shall pay me. He'll be kneeling in front of me... 'Salazar Slytherin used it to torture Mudbloods...' I'd like to see you being a 'Mudblood' in one of your former lives... You and your snobbish family...
Hmm, I wonder why do I even have this book on me, I mean, it's not like I give a damn about the Medieval Torture... of yes I remember, I was trying to interest Harry into reading something that doesn't have 'Quidditch' written in big letters over the cover. I daresay he'll like it. And maybe I should have a glance through it, what if Draco strikes a conversation about whirligig and I don't know what is it. I mean, I do know what it is, but what if I don't know anything else about it... hey, that would be great idea to strike conversation with Draco, 'Hey baby, does your dad have a whirligig? My parents wanted to get one for Christmas but they gave up due to their basement being so small.'
Oh, there they are. Great Hall looks so colourful for Christmas, like Parvati and Lavender were decorating it.
"There you are, Hermione" Lavender, screamed at me, pulling me to sit down. I wanted to go few seats down to be close to Harry and Ron, but it didn't matter, because they came to sit with me.
"Did you get me any book, Hermione?" Harry asked me politely.
"No" I lied. I'll look through the book myself first before I let him read it.
"You know, when I was young, I read Lord of the Rings" Harry said unto me.
"Yes, it's one of the greatest novels ever."
Oh there's Draco coming into the Great Hall. Those two sluts Pansy and Laura are turning around for him. So low...
"Lavender, there's something I want to tell you."
"I am talking to Seamus" she turned to me, annoyed.
"It's about Malfoy" I whispered so Harry, who sat beside me, didn't hear.
"Oh, okay. Seamus, darling, I'll get back at you later" Lavender smiled to him.
I told Lavender what just happened with Draco.
"I have a plan" she said sneakily. Suddenly, she noticed that Ron is staring at us from over the table.
"We are talking about our period, Ron, and if you would like to hear the details, we would be glad to share it with you" Lavender snapped at Ron, who made a face like someone put raw cow's brain in front of him.
Lavender chuckled lightly.
"So what is the plan?" I asked.
"Well... you'll love it, Parvati and I made it. You and Draco get locked into a room, and you work your charm from there."
"Fine" I smiled shrewdly.
Draco's POV:
Mudblood is so easy to insult... I wonder, why does she gets so bothered when I call her that way... She's hot though... Pansy and Laura are just jealous that they are so tremendously ugly... Fuck, Great Hall is so colourful, like those two Gryffindor chicks, Parvati and Lavender were decorating it... He, he, he, Pansy and Laura are turning around after me... Yes, thank you very much, I know I am really hot... I told father, when we went to shop for clothing, that I look great in khaki, but he was like 'you don't need such a light colour' and 'what do you need such a light colour for?'. I mean, not EVERYTHING can be black. There should be a tiny bit of variation. Like charcoal and dark navy blue.
"Where are you two, pigs" I snapped sitting between Crabbe and Goyle who left one empty seat for me, in the middle. They were stuffing everything they could reach that was food into their mouth.
"We went down for dinner, you were conversing with Pansy and Laura" said Gregory maliciously. He had crush on Laura. Well of course, such a great couple, both fat and ugly.
"Laura's hot, though" wondered Vincent aloud.
"I'll set her up for you" I told Vincent. I don't care if Gregory has crush on her, he'll do well with Millicent.
"Who are you going to go with?" Gregory asked me.
"There is not a single girl in this goddamn school good enough for me" I answered frankly.
Vincent and Gregory didn't reply. They though I was a narcissus. Honestly, me a narcissus... I mean, I am hot and tall and blond and have that cutest nose and nicest chest, but I don't spend hours and hours in front of the mirror. I don't need to, because I am always hot. Though, I wouldn't mind...
Hmm... that Mudblood really looks hot... almost hot enough for me... And that tight jeans really looks good on her, not like Pansy with her square ass.
Mudblood's hair appears almost as soft as mine...
"Gregory, what's the Mudblood's name?" I asked. The truth was, I knew that Granger Mudblood for ages, but I never caught her name. Damn, isn't she hot.
"Granger, you know it" Gregory says to me.
"I know that, but her first name" I snap. They are so retarded, I don't even know how they are passing all these grades.
"Hermione" he answered. I noticed he was staring at her, too.
"What, you think that she's hot?" I sneered. Vincent sniggered automatically.
"Well she does appear that way" he said earnestly.
I thought for a moment. It was all true. I wanted her badly.
I haven't had a bad dream this night. I reckon I dreamt about moving through the Muggle traffic by the flying carpet, my whole family was there with me. Father, mother, uncle Xavier, aunts Daryl and Sandra, and cousin Malcolm.
I get first into the bathroom, before either Vincent nor Gregory haven't shat here. I take a shower, and change into black attire. Black pants, black boots, black shirt, and black velvet coat with gold fasting. Father says that black velvet coat reminds him on Elton John. I don't know who he is, but I like velvet. Father says that velvet is only for poofs and women who try to emphasise their sexual need. I disagree with him. I think it is only for people trying to emphasise the power.
I fetch Vincent and Gregory and we go down to breakfast. Ah, a target appeared just as I exit the dungeons. All alone, more like a prey.
"Got lost Weasley? Castle too big for you to comprehend? I cannot imagine what kind of shock was for you when you came here to Hogwarts and found that you don't have to share bed with your ugly sister and fat mother?" I sneered evilly, Vincent and Gregory laughed. Weasley turned to me, his face red. He looked a bit lost, like he was waiting for someone.
"I am waiting for Hermione" he answered me proudly. He thinks he's better then me just because he is friends with the hot Mudblood.
"It's okay Ron, here I am" she said, coming down the Marble Staircase. She wore short black shirt and tight black blouse. She was damn hot.
"Oh, here's the Mudblood. So did you think over our last night's conversation about the iron maiden" I sneered to her exposing my white teeth.
"You had conversation with this worthless moron?" Ron turned to her, outraged.
"Ron, he was telling me how they used to torture Muggles" Hermione snapped at him. "You know what Ron, go, I'll come to you in a minute. I want to talk to Malfoy for a second."
Ron left. She waited for me to dismiss Vincent and Gregory. I thought for a minute. I didn't really give shit to what she had to tell me, but maybe I'll need sex one day from her.
"After breakfast, I am busy right now" I said calmly, small smirk resting on my perfect lips. I bet she is fantasising about me naked right now.
"Of course, not now, I'll meet you in the Charms classroom" she said, trying to imitate my sneer.
"Make it the Potions dungeon" I said in exchange leaving her alone, passing, my coat rising up.
Hermione POV:
"He is going to talk to me" I said, sitting down next to Parvati. From the other end of the table, Ron stared at me curiously, wondering what did I want with Malfoy, and why didn't I come to him.
"Great" she screamed, and glanced over the room to him. "He looks hot today" she commented.
"Yeah, but there is one tiny problem. He doesn't want to come to the Charms classroom, he said 'make it the Potions dungeon'".
"But then we cannot lock it" Parvati said shrilly, biting her lower lip.
"Why?" I wondered.
"It's Professor Snape's classroom. He would roast me alive if he would find out anything, and he would. Hermione, it wouldn't be safe" she said. She had right. I mean, Snape coming to open his classroom, and finding his favourite student and me. It would look at bit suspicious.
"You'll just have to work without getting locked in" suggested she.
"I don't know what to ask him. Parvati, it was all a hoax."
"Well too bad, haven't Lavender and I taught you anything?" she snapped.
Draco's POV:
Mudblood has hots for me, I know it. He, he, he... That Parvati is starring at me again... she is talking to the Mudblood... of course they are talking about me, who else could they talk about?
Ah, there's the post. Nothing special today, just father's reply.
Vincent and Gregory got nothing. They waited for me to read my father's letter.
'Dear Draco' it said. I continued reading after a huge fake sigh; the apocalypse is coming.
'I have read your letter. What have I told you about using phrases as 'but oh well' in written form? You disgrace me.
'But then again, you were capable of taking things into your own hands by trying to go yourself and buy a sword. Then again, it a pitiful thing to try, you cannot go against me.
'You have been pressuring me for a straight reason about the fucken sword. Then there, you can have it. I simply don't want to buy you because you're too feminine. You can have any that you want when you lose your virginity.
'Sincerely,
'Lucius Malfoy'
Big and loopy was Lucius' signature. Draco copied his handwriting, but it was a good copy.
"He wants to play it that way... well he'll see" I muttered. Gregory and Vincent didn't hear me, but who cares. I shall lose my virginity. Yes... I shall lose my virginity to the Mudblood. God, can't she be at least a half-blood. I mean, she is hot, but how am I going to explain my fellow Slytherins' I lost my virginity to a Mudblood. Damn, father will be outraged. Maybe then he won't get me a sword. No, he cannot do that. He cannot break the word, Malfoy family honour. Yes, I'll rim the Mudblood.
But then again, I first have to make her go out with me. You know what, no one will really care that I am going out with a Mudblood as she's the hottest girl in the school.
Naturally, I am the smartest person ever. Such brilliance has never been seen before. Well maybe my great great great grandfather, Aleister Malfoy. But I heard he was kinky in bed. I heard he would tie his wives to the bed and do them from behind. That's not the worst thing I heard. That's just the most benign start. I shall not proceed.
Finally, the dinner's over, I shall proceed to something else - the Malfoy show.
There, Mudblood is leaving. I'll let her go first and then come to her. She can wait for me. Jesus, what the fuck does she want from me? Oh, who cares. I'll just work a bit of Malfoy charm. I know, I'll ask her out for the Yule Ball. She'll be so dazzled to go with someone as hot as me. Everyone would. And then, I'll get her.
Hermione POV:
I hope my plan's going great. I see Malfoy staring at me from the other side of the room. Of course, Parvati and Lavender know what they are doing.
"Bye" I wave to Harry and Ron, ready to leave. I'll probably have to wait for Malfoy, he seems as one of the guys that love to be waited for.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked me.
"To the library" I said casually, exchanging wicked look with Parvati and Lavender.
I went. Draco followed me with his snake like eyes over the room. I know he likes me now.
I go down to the dungeon. I hope Snape doesn't come down here before Malfoy, I don't know how would I explain this to him. I hope Snape is too busy talking to Professor McGonagall. I heard the rumours about the two of them, like that they are having an affair. She can find better.
"This is not very supple surrounding for someone as fair as you" came hoarse voice from behind.
"Oh really" I raised one of my perfectly thin eyebrows.
"So, you wanted to talk to me, or something" he did the same eyebrow-raising gesture, unfastening his coat. Parvati and Lavender had right when they said he is terribly cute. Harry and Ron also had right when they said he is smug and is a snob. That is bluntly the nicest thing they said about Draco.
"Yes, I wanted to ask you out for the Yule Ball" I said boldly. That seemed as the best thing to do. He has to say yes, he wants to go with the hottest girl in the school.
"Interesting" he winced, walking towards me "that's the exact thing I wanted to ask you."
He put his hand on my neck, under my hair. Such a confident gesture, quite pleasant. He was taller then me, he stood over me.
"Wouldn't you be too embarrassed to go with out someone who's a Mudblood?" I asked, wrinkling my nose like a little puppy dog like Lavender and Parvati taught me.
"Not if she was as hot as you are" he sneered, letting go of me. He walked around the classroom causing really ominous silence.
"What are those things?" he asked, pointing at something green nasty in a jar on the shelf. One of the Snape's 'evil shelves' like Ron used to call it.
I came across the room and stood next to him.
"That's a frog" I said quietly.
"It doesn't look like a frog" Draco wondered, trying to look at the jar from different angles but not daring to touch it.
"I would say it's really old. It almost lost its shape" I was saying.
"So we are going to the Yule Ball together?" he asked me putting his arms around me.
"Yes" I said firmly.
He gave me a small kiss on my cheek and left.
Draco's POV:
Hah, I'll be getting her sex in no time. Latest at the Yule Ball.
Hermione's POV:
I know he likes me!
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'Day comes out sicker than the cat
Something's wrong now that is that
Mister Somewhere missing somewhere
Never did figure out just how much'
Mr. Somewhere, by This Mortal Coil (Blood)
With fughleless song
Oc nu neheth windes blast
And weder strong!'
A/N: just one thing straight -- past tense of verb 'to shit' isn't shitted. It's shat.
Advocating: HARRY POTTER names, characters, and related indicia is property of Warner Brothers. This disclaimer is property of Warner Brothers.
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Hermione POV, right after she departed from her beloved Draco:
That smug git, he thinks he is so uptight. Well, he shall pay me. He'll be kneeling in front of me... 'Salazar Slytherin used it to torture Mudbloods...' I'd like to see you being a 'Mudblood' in one of your former lives... You and your snobbish family...
Hmm, I wonder why do I even have this book on me, I mean, it's not like I give a damn about the Medieval Torture... of yes I remember, I was trying to interest Harry into reading something that doesn't have 'Quidditch' written in big letters over the cover. I daresay he'll like it. And maybe I should have a glance through it, what if Draco strikes a conversation about whirligig and I don't know what is it. I mean, I do know what it is, but what if I don't know anything else about it... hey, that would be great idea to strike conversation with Draco, 'Hey baby, does your dad have a whirligig? My parents wanted to get one for Christmas but they gave up due to their basement being so small.'
Oh, there they are. Great Hall looks so colourful for Christmas, like Parvati and Lavender were decorating it.
"There you are, Hermione" Lavender, screamed at me, pulling me to sit down. I wanted to go few seats down to be close to Harry and Ron, but it didn't matter, because they came to sit with me.
"Did you get me any book, Hermione?" Harry asked me politely.
"No" I lied. I'll look through the book myself first before I let him read it.
"You know, when I was young, I read Lord of the Rings" Harry said unto me.
"Yes, it's one of the greatest novels ever."
Oh there's Draco coming into the Great Hall. Those two sluts Pansy and Laura are turning around for him. So low...
"Lavender, there's something I want to tell you."
"I am talking to Seamus" she turned to me, annoyed.
"It's about Malfoy" I whispered so Harry, who sat beside me, didn't hear.
"Oh, okay. Seamus, darling, I'll get back at you later" Lavender smiled to him.
I told Lavender what just happened with Draco.
"I have a plan" she said sneakily. Suddenly, she noticed that Ron is staring at us from over the table.
"We are talking about our period, Ron, and if you would like to hear the details, we would be glad to share it with you" Lavender snapped at Ron, who made a face like someone put raw cow's brain in front of him.
Lavender chuckled lightly.
"So what is the plan?" I asked.
"Well... you'll love it, Parvati and I made it. You and Draco get locked into a room, and you work your charm from there."
"Fine" I smiled shrewdly.
Draco's POV:
Mudblood is so easy to insult... I wonder, why does she gets so bothered when I call her that way... She's hot though... Pansy and Laura are just jealous that they are so tremendously ugly... Fuck, Great Hall is so colourful, like those two Gryffindor chicks, Parvati and Lavender were decorating it... He, he, he, Pansy and Laura are turning around after me... Yes, thank you very much, I know I am really hot... I told father, when we went to shop for clothing, that I look great in khaki, but he was like 'you don't need such a light colour' and 'what do you need such a light colour for?'. I mean, not EVERYTHING can be black. There should be a tiny bit of variation. Like charcoal and dark navy blue.
"Where are you two, pigs" I snapped sitting between Crabbe and Goyle who left one empty seat for me, in the middle. They were stuffing everything they could reach that was food into their mouth.
"We went down for dinner, you were conversing with Pansy and Laura" said Gregory maliciously. He had crush on Laura. Well of course, such a great couple, both fat and ugly.
"Laura's hot, though" wondered Vincent aloud.
"I'll set her up for you" I told Vincent. I don't care if Gregory has crush on her, he'll do well with Millicent.
"Who are you going to go with?" Gregory asked me.
"There is not a single girl in this goddamn school good enough for me" I answered frankly.
Vincent and Gregory didn't reply. They though I was a narcissus. Honestly, me a narcissus... I mean, I am hot and tall and blond and have that cutest nose and nicest chest, but I don't spend hours and hours in front of the mirror. I don't need to, because I am always hot. Though, I wouldn't mind...
Hmm... that Mudblood really looks hot... almost hot enough for me... And that tight jeans really looks good on her, not like Pansy with her square ass.
Mudblood's hair appears almost as soft as mine...
"Gregory, what's the Mudblood's name?" I asked. The truth was, I knew that Granger Mudblood for ages, but I never caught her name. Damn, isn't she hot.
"Granger, you know it" Gregory says to me.
"I know that, but her first name" I snap. They are so retarded, I don't even know how they are passing all these grades.
"Hermione" he answered. I noticed he was staring at her, too.
"What, you think that she's hot?" I sneered. Vincent sniggered automatically.
"Well she does appear that way" he said earnestly.
I thought for a moment. It was all true. I wanted her badly.
I haven't had a bad dream this night. I reckon I dreamt about moving through the Muggle traffic by the flying carpet, my whole family was there with me. Father, mother, uncle Xavier, aunts Daryl and Sandra, and cousin Malcolm.
I get first into the bathroom, before either Vincent nor Gregory haven't shat here. I take a shower, and change into black attire. Black pants, black boots, black shirt, and black velvet coat with gold fasting. Father says that black velvet coat reminds him on Elton John. I don't know who he is, but I like velvet. Father says that velvet is only for poofs and women who try to emphasise their sexual need. I disagree with him. I think it is only for people trying to emphasise the power.
I fetch Vincent and Gregory and we go down to breakfast. Ah, a target appeared just as I exit the dungeons. All alone, more like a prey.
"Got lost Weasley? Castle too big for you to comprehend? I cannot imagine what kind of shock was for you when you came here to Hogwarts and found that you don't have to share bed with your ugly sister and fat mother?" I sneered evilly, Vincent and Gregory laughed. Weasley turned to me, his face red. He looked a bit lost, like he was waiting for someone.
"I am waiting for Hermione" he answered me proudly. He thinks he's better then me just because he is friends with the hot Mudblood.
"It's okay Ron, here I am" she said, coming down the Marble Staircase. She wore short black shirt and tight black blouse. She was damn hot.
"Oh, here's the Mudblood. So did you think over our last night's conversation about the iron maiden" I sneered to her exposing my white teeth.
"You had conversation with this worthless moron?" Ron turned to her, outraged.
"Ron, he was telling me how they used to torture Muggles" Hermione snapped at him. "You know what Ron, go, I'll come to you in a minute. I want to talk to Malfoy for a second."
Ron left. She waited for me to dismiss Vincent and Gregory. I thought for a minute. I didn't really give shit to what she had to tell me, but maybe I'll need sex one day from her.
"After breakfast, I am busy right now" I said calmly, small smirk resting on my perfect lips. I bet she is fantasising about me naked right now.
"Of course, not now, I'll meet you in the Charms classroom" she said, trying to imitate my sneer.
"Make it the Potions dungeon" I said in exchange leaving her alone, passing, my coat rising up.
Hermione POV:
"He is going to talk to me" I said, sitting down next to Parvati. From the other end of the table, Ron stared at me curiously, wondering what did I want with Malfoy, and why didn't I come to him.
"Great" she screamed, and glanced over the room to him. "He looks hot today" she commented.
"Yeah, but there is one tiny problem. He doesn't want to come to the Charms classroom, he said 'make it the Potions dungeon'".
"But then we cannot lock it" Parvati said shrilly, biting her lower lip.
"Why?" I wondered.
"It's Professor Snape's classroom. He would roast me alive if he would find out anything, and he would. Hermione, it wouldn't be safe" she said. She had right. I mean, Snape coming to open his classroom, and finding his favourite student and me. It would look at bit suspicious.
"You'll just have to work without getting locked in" suggested she.
"I don't know what to ask him. Parvati, it was all a hoax."
"Well too bad, haven't Lavender and I taught you anything?" she snapped.
Draco's POV:
Mudblood has hots for me, I know it. He, he, he... That Parvati is starring at me again... she is talking to the Mudblood... of course they are talking about me, who else could they talk about?
Ah, there's the post. Nothing special today, just father's reply.
Vincent and Gregory got nothing. They waited for me to read my father's letter.
'Dear Draco' it said. I continued reading after a huge fake sigh; the apocalypse is coming.
'I have read your letter. What have I told you about using phrases as 'but oh well' in written form? You disgrace me.
'But then again, you were capable of taking things into your own hands by trying to go yourself and buy a sword. Then again, it a pitiful thing to try, you cannot go against me.
'You have been pressuring me for a straight reason about the fucken sword. Then there, you can have it. I simply don't want to buy you because you're too feminine. You can have any that you want when you lose your virginity.
'Sincerely,
'Lucius Malfoy'
Big and loopy was Lucius' signature. Draco copied his handwriting, but it was a good copy.
"He wants to play it that way... well he'll see" I muttered. Gregory and Vincent didn't hear me, but who cares. I shall lose my virginity. Yes... I shall lose my virginity to the Mudblood. God, can't she be at least a half-blood. I mean, she is hot, but how am I going to explain my fellow Slytherins' I lost my virginity to a Mudblood. Damn, father will be outraged. Maybe then he won't get me a sword. No, he cannot do that. He cannot break the word, Malfoy family honour. Yes, I'll rim the Mudblood.
But then again, I first have to make her go out with me. You know what, no one will really care that I am going out with a Mudblood as she's the hottest girl in the school.
Naturally, I am the smartest person ever. Such brilliance has never been seen before. Well maybe my great great great grandfather, Aleister Malfoy. But I heard he was kinky in bed. I heard he would tie his wives to the bed and do them from behind. That's not the worst thing I heard. That's just the most benign start. I shall not proceed.
Finally, the dinner's over, I shall proceed to something else - the Malfoy show.
There, Mudblood is leaving. I'll let her go first and then come to her. She can wait for me. Jesus, what the fuck does she want from me? Oh, who cares. I'll just work a bit of Malfoy charm. I know, I'll ask her out for the Yule Ball. She'll be so dazzled to go with someone as hot as me. Everyone would. And then, I'll get her.
Hermione POV:
I hope my plan's going great. I see Malfoy staring at me from the other side of the room. Of course, Parvati and Lavender know what they are doing.
"Bye" I wave to Harry and Ron, ready to leave. I'll probably have to wait for Malfoy, he seems as one of the guys that love to be waited for.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked me.
"To the library" I said casually, exchanging wicked look with Parvati and Lavender.
I went. Draco followed me with his snake like eyes over the room. I know he likes me now.
I go down to the dungeon. I hope Snape doesn't come down here before Malfoy, I don't know how would I explain this to him. I hope Snape is too busy talking to Professor McGonagall. I heard the rumours about the two of them, like that they are having an affair. She can find better.
"This is not very supple surrounding for someone as fair as you" came hoarse voice from behind.
"Oh really" I raised one of my perfectly thin eyebrows.
"So, you wanted to talk to me, or something" he did the same eyebrow-raising gesture, unfastening his coat. Parvati and Lavender had right when they said he is terribly cute. Harry and Ron also had right when they said he is smug and is a snob. That is bluntly the nicest thing they said about Draco.
"Yes, I wanted to ask you out for the Yule Ball" I said boldly. That seemed as the best thing to do. He has to say yes, he wants to go with the hottest girl in the school.
"Interesting" he winced, walking towards me "that's the exact thing I wanted to ask you."
He put his hand on my neck, under my hair. Such a confident gesture, quite pleasant. He was taller then me, he stood over me.
"Wouldn't you be too embarrassed to go with out someone who's a Mudblood?" I asked, wrinkling my nose like a little puppy dog like Lavender and Parvati taught me.
"Not if she was as hot as you are" he sneered, letting go of me. He walked around the classroom causing really ominous silence.
"What are those things?" he asked, pointing at something green nasty in a jar on the shelf. One of the Snape's 'evil shelves' like Ron used to call it.
I came across the room and stood next to him.
"That's a frog" I said quietly.
"It doesn't look like a frog" Draco wondered, trying to look at the jar from different angles but not daring to touch it.
"I would say it's really old. It almost lost its shape" I was saying.
"So we are going to the Yule Ball together?" he asked me putting his arms around me.
"Yes" I said firmly.
He gave me a small kiss on my cheek and left.
Draco's POV:
Hah, I'll be getting her sex in no time. Latest at the Yule Ball.
Hermione's POV:
I know he likes me!
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'Day comes out sicker than the cat
Something's wrong now that is that
Mister Somewhere missing somewhere
Never did figure out just how much'
Mr. Somewhere, by This Mortal Coil (Blood)