A Little Practice
One time I come home with a bunch of packages and this dead-weight drops on me from the ceiling. Crazy bloke! That was it for the eggs. As I disentangled myself from Draco, he lectured me: "Always look up! How many times do I have to tell you? Keep your eyes open!"
"Could you not do this on ration day?"
"So sorry, Ron. Let's check with the Death Eaters and schedule the war around your busy social calendar. Does next Tuesday at two suit?"
