Ka-chow!

Seventh Year. Pureblood. Gryffindor. I create feelings in others they themselves don't understand - I apologize in advance.

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[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

What is Lightning up to?

He is at home for Christmas, and he invited Sally and her Grandma to spend the holidays with the McQueens.

[runningsomewhere-deactivated201]

[em0llient]

[daisyrollsalong-deactivated2014]

[thisisthemaine]

[sallycarrera]

I bet this is Lightning's fault

[sallycarrera]

So me having to ask you to the ball doesn’t sound like something that happened about a month ago?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

Mhmm... noooope. Doesn't ring a bell.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[danielle-one-of-three-deactivat]

*grins* I’d somehow steal every piece of clothing you own and hang it on the main gate, or something on those lines. What you think about that, Speedy?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

*Leans back and laughs* I wouldn't expect anything less, Dan.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[spiralingbae]

I was just wondering. I don’t even think I’m going, mind you.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

Why not?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[spiralingbae]

Not to be rude or anything but, do you think a girl is going to ask you?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

*Laughs* Yes, I do. I have a girlfriend.

You realize I'm just teasing you, right?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[danielle-one-of-three-deactivat]

*spins around and pulls down a bit on the imaginary hat thats on her head like in a western and puts her hands on her hips* You don’t wanna know. *tries to suppress her smiles*

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I reckon you're right, but tell me anyways, Dan the Man.

[sallycarrera]

I bet this is Lightning's fault

Yep I’d bet ten galleons he’s the one who decided on this ball.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I deny everything.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[spiralingbae]

Ah, um, thank you…

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

Anytime, stud.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[danielle-one-of-three-deactivat]

Are you calling me silly, McQueen? *raises her eyebrows*

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

*Pulls an imaginary gun out of his pocket like they are in a Western that I'm sure Sally made him watch* What're you gonna do about it, Dani?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[themayathemayor]

A very good idea, but then I’d still need someone around to ask. Unless I asked my imaginary friend, Rupert.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

Rupert, or you know, I'm sure there's some guy you'd like to go with. Even as friends?

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[danielle-one-of-three-deactivat]

*scrunches her nose* Don’t let her hear you talking like that then. If I were her I’d tell you to forgeeeeet it.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

*Shakes head and laughs* No, no we're not that silly.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

I have to say,

[themayathemayor]

Aw, but darling. Now I don’t have the opportunity to reject anyone. Not that I would anyway, but still.

[lightning-strikes-before-th-blog]

*Laughs* You know what you can do? Ask a guy, and when he says yes, look confused. "I wasn't talking to you."