We're so insane. And I've got too much coffee in my blood again.
“What sort of nudge,” Ginny persisted, straightening up and eying Harry, who seemed to be arguing with himself. And losing. “Stop it, Harry,” she hissed. “You look like a damn crazy man.”
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Date: 2004-12-31 10:52 am (UTC)We're so insane. And I've got too much coffee in my blood again.
“What sort of nudge,” Ginny persisted, straightening up and eying Harry, who seemed to be arguing with himself. And losing. “Stop it, Harry,” she hissed. “You look like a damn crazy man.”
Malfoy’s snigger sounded suspiciously light-hearted.
“Was that…? Did you just laugh, Malfoy? Good-naturedly? Without a sarcastic comment about Harry?”
“I’m an Angel-in-Training working on the fucking Love Squad, Weasley,” Malfoy growled. “I’m good and pure.”
“Pure?” Ginny cackled, bending over and wrapping her arms around her stomach, shoulders shaking with mirth. “Pure?”