"Bee in your bonnet, Potter?" Go Gryffindor Girl Gal Gang F-fifteen Yeah, finally done! For the record, there is no bee or wasp in my cap. It makes no sense;, don't ask. Just don't. No, not even thinking, I'm looking at you over there! What if a basketball came sailing through and went right through that ring- or halo or whatever you call it- the moment it transformed? BTW- that wing was an epic fail I coulda made it smoother I suppose.
