I'm incorporating Malfoy and Ron's large penis as part of the verse and adding a healthy dollop of MopLove. No one can stop me now. It's started angsty though - why does that always happen? It's always Hr/G. I wonder that if my ship was different, I'd be fluffy all the time, writing about Valentines Day and happy birthdays and Christmas' and stuff. Why must I angst? (heh)

I do have a life of sorts, but I was more meaning its distracting me from the play I've been working on for the past 6 months that's finally coming to fruition. I find it hard to tear myself away from Hr/G once I'm there and since Rowling won't let me try and make a living from fanfic then it's useless...