You know, when I was a kid, I remember being really stirred by the fact that Hermione Granger did actually end up having a date to the Yule Ball and that it was Viktor Krum. There was something really powerful about a hyperlogical, bookish girl, who was believed to be incapable of getting a date on her own, landing a famous guy who respects and cherishes her just by being herself.
im sorry to break this to you, but it seems as if i have owned you so hard that you are now officially my son. im not happy about it either. in fact i am very disappointed in you