A story of romance and mystery, drama and horror, Angst, spirituality, and some purple Speedo's... But beware the leprachauns, for they do not yet exsist in this story, and not even I have any idea what they shall do...
We’re all stuffed anyway. We were borne to die. Every moment of our lives brings us one step closer to our deaths. Doesn’t matter if you feed your dog, or if you beat it. It doesn’t matter if you try or not. They’ll still send you to hell.
With an almighty roar, Harry ripped off his robes like the hulk, and threw the table away, before chasing after her again. "Die you evil, backstabbing Man-Child!"