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.
"Stupefy, fuckwit." Rita shook her hand out, slipping off the rings and putting them back in her purse, then taking Harry's arm and leading him away from the senseless tryhard. "Sorry about that, Harry."
The young Potter shrugged, unperturbed. "It's alright. Why'd you do that, though?"
The nosy bint snorted. "When some massive great twat strolls up and demands my purse, I am well within my right to lamp 'im one with a knuckle duster made from my grandma's shitty ornate rings."
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