This too shall pass.

I'm in an iffy mood tonight. But I haven't written for the last two days, and the whole point of this blasted thing was to write more. So...


Side story: Five Things Ronald Doesn't Get About Being a Muggle

1) All you can eat Chinese buffets. "Don't get me wrong, it's brilliant that you can go back and get as much as you want. But why's it all funny? Where's the porridge, or sandwiches, or stews?"

2) Television. "Harry, I thought Muggle pictures were supposed to stay still. Hey, you in the telly: why are you going on about erectile dysfunction?"

3) Sport. "OK. Twenty people -- ten per side, plus keepers. The goal is to kick the ball into the net, just like getting a quaffle into a hoop." He watched silently for a few minutes. "When do they release the bludgers?"

4) Science fiction. "All them lasers, teleporters, replicators ... it's like they heard of magic wands but were Confunded or Obliviated."

5) Fast food. "So the idea is that if they add enough salt to the chips, we won't notice that all sandwiches are rubbish, right?"


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