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This song no longer makes me sad. Le yay!

Melle: So how's your boy doing, anyway?
Meryl: He's... contented.
Melle: Awwwww.
Melle: *schnoogles Dray*
Meryl: It's bad, he is So In Love.
Melle: That's GOOOOD!
Melle: Harry: *grins, floats*
Melle: We're going to drown in the sap during Christmas hols, aren't we?
Meryl: It's going to be nothing but cuddling. And, like, feeding each other things.
Melle: Theyaresocute!
Melle: And soinlove!
Melle: And sonotdoomed!

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This is just a blatant attempt to get me to play Lee over there as well, isn't it? Don't think I'm not on to you lot!

(Shout-out to V: Harry Potter, the Boy Who Rocked!)

War!Marcus/Lee is taking over my brain. That is, the part not currently occupied by PostWar!Harry&Draco.

Hm ...

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Yo, somebody help me out, here. Is the expression "get their just deserts"? That sounds odd to me, but. Help? (Sometimes it's a bad thing to be self-taught.)

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Yet even more Twilight. Directly follows this. ( Two hours later ... )

Full version up till now can be found here.

And now, a poll! I'm starting to detest the working title of this story. Help?

[Poll #64865]