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Potterdeath is not acceptable unless it's described in detail. As in- Remus approached slowly and then, leaping at superhuman speed for the freshest morsel in the vicinity, ripped Harry's arm off with the most vivid ripping sound. Blood spurted from the wound in a deep red fountain. Severus could not help but notice that the sloshing sound was really quite distasteful and he wandered back in to the castle feeling more than a little nauseous. The nausea, he pondered was probably more to do with the brat's blood covering Sirius Black from head to foot than the sound, really quite pleasant in any other situation. "Eek" Sirius screamed in a high pitched wail that sounded oddly like Lord Voldemort's usual speaking tone. Clearly Severus was not moving fast enough, he quickened his pace in a bid to be rid of the whole fiasco as quickly as was humanly possible. Better than the actual story, I assure you.
Oh and eaten- I mean that thing where food goes in your mouth and you chew, you dirty, dirty menfolk. |
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