Feb. 17th, 2006

*laughs*

Feb. 17th, 2006 09:15 pm
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And there we found him, eyes still open, lips still smelling of brandy. His beloved Christmas Pudding lay half finished beside him, strewn across the dusty corridor. Behind him was all blackness, and his friends, laying down their pride, their masculinity, their self-respect, wept great tears for their fallen comrade, slain by Holiday Baking and Too Much Good Cheer. They bowed their heads over him in silence. He had not even unwrapped his presents before his arteries exploded within his chest.

What say you, Sirius? Up for being immortalized in hardback forever and ever? You shall be a sung hero. Rare that heroes get singing about.

Especially the sort who die of Christmas Pudding. (SBP Moony)

Yaycoffee, I must thank you profusely for sending me the link to this story. *loffs* "Tis great fun. Had no idea such wit existed in maruader fics. (but then, I havent read many maruader fics at all.) :D

*goes back to read and giggle*

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