In Which I Enslave a Death Eater
I, the Astrology Nerd, am far too busy with Life to worry about my slimeball friend Severus Snape's petty objections to my existence. I therefore decree he shall finish my Chemistry homework, and do his best to copy my handwriting.
(Yes, I KNOW I have bad handwriting, Princie-puff. Shut up and bring me a frappucino!)
