"I'm not going to be the one to apologise! It's not my fault he's biased! He's the one that just won't listen!". Alice is still frustrated, but manages to keep a straight face as she walks into her next class. "So, you're going to use substitution for this equation, and replace the "x" with 13. Then, you're going to -----". Alice could barely concentrate. She kept thinking about what Alex said...as if she even cared...
Harry knew that, contrary to popular belief he wasn't a total dunce in potions. And he really didn't mind that. He knew how Snape felt about his mother and – oh! That was it. That was why Dumbledore's eyes were twinkling like mad, he wanted him and Snape to become family. "Do you think this is why the Headmaster wanted us to do this? Because he knew you loved my mom?" Startled Snape snorted at that idea. "Truthfully Potter, as much as I loved your mom, I was never interested in her that way. She was my best friend, my sister in all but blood. I think the Headmaster wanted us to marry, because he knows I am more inclined towards my own gender and he believes having a piece of Lily like this would make me happy." A sigh left Snape's lips.
"Qingling," Rufen called out his name. Qingling turned and her friend immediately hugged her.
nan'do mo iikikashite iku n'da
Just when Saitama hear about the hairs on the ground was his he speculated that he was reborn.
tak lama galang datang bersama dengan stevani keduanya terlihat cocok ketika berjalan bersama segera saja windra menggoda keduanya.
"Are you against having women in the army?" She asked him with a low tone.
As the ripples faded, so did the illusion of normalcy within his reflection. On his forehead a black triangle had formed, it's long base running along the top of his forehead and two short sides came to a point just above the the bridge of his nose. Two pointed lines had appeared on either side of his face, starting in the space between his ears and his temple slanting down twords his cheeks.
"I won't leave. Dito ako matutulog."
He nods, "Flowers would add color."
He grins at me and tries a bite of spaghetti.
"Depending on how you look at it, sure," I agree, giving up trying to catch her ecstatic hand gestures and ending up scribbling a blur across the page.