Cheating on your spouse Drinking a lot at some bar knowing that you're gonna ditch the bill Giving alcohol to a minor (it's good for them!) "COME ON YA PANSY ASS PRICK! KHORNE'S GOT NO BALLS! HE SUCKS THE EMPEROR'S DICK!" I make probably one of the few times the aquila's been used as an obscenity and walk backwards towards the promethium. Yes, now I had realized it was now an option. The daemon gets up, roars at me, and advances towards me. Slowly. It grinned. The. Nor could I count on the stations of canon being followed. I knew of at least four major differences just from examining Old-Blaise's memories. As mentioned, Hogwarts started at fourteen. Second, third, and fourth were similar: Malfoy, Parkinson, and Potter were gender-flipped. Draco was Lyra. Pansy was Heath. "Draco Malfoy, madam," the pale blond boy said politely, clearly surprised. Oh yes, he knew Umbridge! "And this is Pansy Parkinson." "Ernie Macmillan." "Hannah Abbott." "Padma Patil." "Anthony Goldstein." The others introduced themselves, and Marina Nikolaevna made an effort to remember them all right away. It wasn't like meeting forty students ... "Quit bein' a pansy, we'll be fine. I've done this a hundred times." — Mr. Jamison chewed contemplatively as he looked the Ariados over, rubbing his chin with the hand that wasn't currently wielding a fork. "Show, you're havin' trouble with holdin' back?" He asked, his mouth still full of the mushroom pasta he'd made the group for lunch.
Nor could I count on the stations of canon being followed. I knew of at least four major differences just from examining Old-Blaise's memories. As mentioned, Hogwarts started at fourteen. Second, third, and fourth were similar: Malfoy, Parkinson, and Potter were gender-flipped. Draco was Lyra. Pansy was Heath. "Draco Malfoy, madam," the pale blond boy said politely, clearly surprised. Oh yes, he knew Umbridge! "And this is Pansy Parkinson." "Ernie Macmillan." "Hannah Abbott." "Padma Patil." "Anthony Goldstein." The others introduced themselves, and Marina Nikolaevna made an effort to remember them all right away. It wasn't like meeting forty students ... "Quit bein' a pansy, we'll be fine. I've done this a hundred times." — Mr. Jamison chewed contemplatively as he looked the Ariados over, rubbing his chin with the hand that wasn't currently wielding a fork. "Show, you're havin' trouble with holdin' back?" He asked, his mouth still full of the mushroom pasta he'd made the group for lunch. Professor Snape's eyes continued to move over the gathered students, pausing briefly where Paravati was with Lavender and Pansy with magazines of dresses. "I have also arranged for some more experienced hands at sewing to stop by for a few of the meetings to help with the costumes to avoid any… malfunctions."
