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.
"What do you mean 'we're not going to destroy it'?" Sirius demanded. "What possible use could you have for a piece of Voldemort's soul?"
"At the moment? None. But I find it hard to believe that I won't be able to do anything at all with it, there is just no way that having a piece of your soul in enemy hands could be a good idea. Now use that pole I gave you and let's drop that thing into my Bag of Holding."
"I still don't understand why you insist on calling your Mokeskin Pouch by that silly name."
"And I still haven't learned what the bloody hell a moke is. At least 'Bag of Holding' is a descriptive name."
"Don't try to distract me with your logic, it doesn't work on wizards.
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