Ahhem... An Introduction of Sorts

Hello fellow Hogwarts residents. I feel that I should put forth a small, formal introduction for your convenience.
My name is Percy Weasley: Gryffindor prefect, holder of twelve oustanding O.W.L.s, and a very dedicated student.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have some studying to do.

Another one of my children! The prodigal son returns.

What are you doing here Weaselbee?

Shut up ferret. Don't you have anything better to do with your life?

Mr. Malfoy. Please kindly restrain from making rude comments or I will be forced to refer you to one of the professors.

Oh. Hallo Dad. I, uh, Idon'tknowaboutprodigal. But thank you. -awkward blush-

Draco Malfoy wrote:What are you doing here Weaselbee?

Another Weasley. I shudder to think of another one. Though, Mr. Weasley, I do quite agree with Mr. Malfoy, as you do happen to be nothing more than a scrawny weasel.

And you are nothing but an ice princess who looks like there is perpetually something nasty under your nose. Where is the smell coming from - that hideous expensive perfumes you are partial to, Miss Black?

Now now Weasel, if you are going to insult my family please do so correctly. It would be "those hideous expensive perfumes" as "that" is not a plural.

That's unfortunate, resorting to correcting my grammar. Can't you think of another retort, Malferret?

What's the point of replying to vermin?

Here weasel weasel
now which of your children is this?

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This look familiar, Malscum.

That looks rather like a badger. Perhaps your boyfriend Tonks?

Perhaps. I see the resemblance.

STOP POSTING DEAD ANIMALS IT REMINDS ME OF HAPPY TREE FRIENDS AND I DON'T KNOW IF YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS BUT IT SCARRED ME FOR LIFE THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I CAN'T EVEN EAT WITH SPOONS ANYMORE DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN.

OMG I LOVE HAPPY TREE FRIENDS
Okay last post for the night <3 Love you Deelie

Oh. Lovely. Thank you ever so much for the dead animals. Really...
Honestly, there's no need for this nonsense and if it's impossible for you- all of you- to contain yourselves I'd ask you to migrate this lovely little party somewhere else. Maybe Buckbeak's pen. He might enjoy the dead rodents.

-remembers back to those awkward days when I rp'd as Percy-

Well hello there Uncle! Clearly they have no sense of decency... -shudders at the dead animal pictures-