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.
It was during dinner that night when it happened. Things just hadn't been odd enough. They needed to get weirder.
Giles had volunteered to stay with Amy and take his supper in the infirmary with Poppy. The young Sunnydale witch was still not talking. Though Spike had gotten her to keep her blanket under her chin and not over her face.
Said vampire was currently arguing with Anya about which was the best Ramones song EVER. Remus was listening with amusement. Wesley was watching Faith and Oliver flirt while he rolled his eyes. Finally McGonagall tore him away by engaging in conversation. In short order they found a common ground.... Bridget Jones. Apparently Wesley had read the book almost as many times as the Transfiguration professor had. Willow was sitting as close to Severus as she dared and still remain appropriate. They were having a whispered conversation. Dumbledore and Flitwick were having quite a loud one about the merits of spray deodorant.
Tara and 'Moody' were suspiciously absent.
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