Hallo lieve mensen ik heb iemand nodig die een stukje tekst kan vertalen naar het mooist Nederland wat je kan
Sirius was lounging in his chair at his ease, tilting it back on two legs. He was very good-looking; his dark hair fell into his eyes with a sort of casual elegance neither James's nor Lupin could ever have achieved, and a girl sitting behind him was eyeing him with admiration though he didn't seem to have noticed.
Alvast bedankt.
Groetjes Koelbloedig (die suckt in Engels vandaag)
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive...
