Thursday, March 22, 2012

Enemies of the heir, beware.

Kaile and I have decided there is a basilisk living in our house. It slithers around to its heart's content nearly every morning until we quiet it with some parseltongue. He listens.

 Yes, we speak parseltongue (I think Kaile's might be a parseltongue/Hebrew hybrid). Tell me one more time that I belong in Hufflepuff and I'll have my basilisk petrify you.


  1. I love this more than anything. ANYTHING

  2. Do you mind if I Slytherinnnnnn to your lil house?