Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Blaise leaned back in his seat and regarded his blond flat mate. "Uh huh," he said. "I'm pretty sure she's not aware of this rather dubious claim you think you've staked because if she knew about it you'd have a broken arm or something. You were beastly to her as a kid and, upon meeting her as an adult, you basically slobbered over her blood status. I can guarantee no witch anywhere likes that."
"Pansy," Draco muttered.
"Not even Pansy," Blaise insisted.
Draco eyed his friend and finally said, just as Blaise had bitten into his sandwich, "I know you aren't really interested in anyone who might curtail your attempt to sleep with every witch in Britain in alphabetical order."
"I'm not actually trying to do it in alphabetical order," Blaise said around a mouthful of food. He swallowed and added, "That would be far too difficult."
"Do you realize you're more of an arsehole than I could ever be?" Draco asked.
"But I'm a
charming arsehole," Blaise said. "You'd be surprised what a difference that makes."
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