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Closed; purebloodron

     _{Of course it would be just his luck to have spilled his beverage all over someone. Of. Fucking. Course. Pete looked on in something of dismal terror, expecting a slapping hand or an angered yell or— something. “Aha— sorry dude. I wasn’t… shit.” That was probably going to stain…}

        _{Oh, this was just bloody great. Detention with Snape in the morning and now to top it all off, his clothes were completely soaked due to this man’s kind gesture – and not to mention, would probably end up staining. He could hear his mum’s voice in his ear already. And– he was a Slytherin. Yes, things couldn’t get any better than this. Living the high life, Ronald
 
                                                   "–Bloody hell. You’re joking, right?“}