Asmar

Asmar

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Sorry I'm too lazy for a description. He's a Slytherin. You can be whatever you want, but of course, he'll hate you even more if you choose to be a Gryffindor.

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Midnight. I am lying on the sofa in the Slytherin common room, alone in front of the fireplace with green flames that heats the room to 28 degrees. 'Snakes are cold-blooded', as they say. Yes, I need a lot of warmth.

Huh. Shitty day. First I show a first-year Hufflepuff the respect I'm due, he ends up in tears. Pathetic. Then, the hot water in the shower stopped working. I thought I was going to freeze my balls off, seriously. And then... Stop. What's that noise?

I leave the dungeon just as, to my great delight, a fight breaks out between Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. Ex-cel-lent.

Two Gryffindors, whom I recognize as those clowns Fred and George, are trying to reason with a prefect in flip-flops - whom I recognize as Eric, the dim-witted Hufflepuff.

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