Writing a story..., why not?)

in this very moment desertrose understood that something`s going wrong. she stopped walking to the castle and looked at others in a pretty irritated and angry way: 'what`s going on here, huh? would you please explain me??'

Nothing, absolutely nothing, dear! Said Lovenkrantz in a clearly phony manner. He took out his wand and tried to conjure some Berty Botts Beans, but...

desertrose didn`t seem to be satisfied. She also took out her wand and whispered softly 'we`ll talk about it later, sweety... ' then she turned to Potter and said firmly' you, show us the way tho the hospital, we need to do smth with these LOVELY FLUFFY TAILS!!!!'
but nevertheless...

Harry couldn't help bursting out of laughing. He knew that he screwed up, but it seemed to be fun. He was like "Why should I? They fit you well! Try to wag 'em a lil, be friendlier, ok" And he was about to go away when suddenly...

But suddenly a huge female cat appeared from nowhere, holding a basket of apples. She looked at Harry, notices his long fluffy tail and whispered seductively: ''Harry, I'm your mother''...

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