I want Slytherin to win the House Cup so badly that I’ve been brewing Sleeping Draught Potions like crazy in the hopes that we’d overtake Ravenclaw and win in the end. It’s making me poor, but I don’t care. Determination is, after all, a Slytherin trait. ;)
Here’s to hoping my galleons will last me ‘til the release of Book 2! :o
I honestly find my pseudo-job of translating for Twitter quite fun and addictive.
It brings out the Grammar Nazi in me. Whoopee! :D