When you train your dog to play dead, so that you can pretend you have cast an Avada Kedavra curse on it............Poor doggie
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"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
... when you wake up in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat, panicking, and waking up your partner to ask whether book 7 is really gonna be only 100 pages and crappy written. (My partner threatened to have me committed in a mental hospital if I ever do it again)
You mean it really happened?..........WE HAVE A WINNER FOLKS
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"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
-You are known at school as "that freak who's in love with Harry Potter"
-You challenge people to quizes to see who knows the most and HP (we do this in art, between my freakishly lovely friend and this other guy)
-Everyone seems to come to you to ask for information about the next book/film
-You get expelled from your current school just so you can go to boarding school
-You ask everyone you meet whether they have read the books or seen the films
-If the person answers no to the question above, you fall off your chair. If they say yes, you have a very long, discriptive one-way conversation with them.
"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
Wow... This describes my life. 'Cept in my school people (idiots with a lot of time on their hands) follow me around speaking in horrid British accents screaming "Harry" and whatnot. I'm officially known as Hermonie.
....You know you're a Harry Potter fan when you win a essay-writing contest on why you love Harry Potter so much and get to go to London free. This happened to me once 'cept I didn't win.
__________________ If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever. - O' Brien
"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
Nobody really knows that I'm into HP, it's my dirty little secret. Everybody knew I was into them in elementary school, but since then it hasn't really been a big thing to me.