Fleur and I are going to marry, respectively, Marcus Flint and Terence Higgs, and have adorable (if dim and/or flamey) little babies with them. And our kids will all be best friends, and have Oliver Wood as their godfather, and Oli and Marc and Ter will have hot sex while Fleur and I watch.

Wheee!

Edit: And then there's this ...

Melle: YES! FUCK ME I THINK I JUST FUCKING OVULATED SEVERAL TIMES OVER!
Melle: THOSE FUCKERS HAVE RENDERED ME BARREN!
Melle: (Remind me to thank them, and Meryl, for that.)
Fleur: fucking FUCK FUCK FUCK! I FUCKING HOPE TERENCE IS NOT BARREN!
Fleur: (Right, okay.)
Melle: HE BETTER NOT BE!
Melle: TERENCE! ARE YOU BARREN?
Fleur: FUCKING HELL TERENCE DON'T BE BARREN!<br

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FUCK. I get to watch *too,* damn it. I'm the godmother,it's my privilege.

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Of COURSE you GET TO WATCH, you BINT! Do you think we're going to hell ALONE? IN YOUR DREAMS! You will SO be DRAGGED DOWN RIGHT WITH US!
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Good. Because *fuck.* That fucking MOUTH.
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