What the hell.
I mean, really.
What the hell?
The lot of you who think she could have done this ought to get your damned heads examined.
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Page Summary
July 2009
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( Hexed to Mum & Dad ) .014.
[ooc: posted sunday. *shifty*] .013.
Yes, I'm pissed. .012.
You know, things seem too quiet around here as of late. Who's up for a bit of fun, or is fun officially against the rules now too? .011.
Haven't written anything because there's nothing new to talk about. I hate her, she hates me. .010.
[Private to Anti-Umbridge] .009.
Well, seems like I'm a little late -- but... well... .008.
( Private to Hermione ) .007.
Hard to believe term is starting up again on Monday. Hols went by too quickly. .006.
Bloody fabulous haul this year and thanks everyone for the gifts. All right, I'll admit, it was rather nice to not know what my presents were on Christmas morning. But still, I don't really want this to become a habit. Mum was far too good in hiding things. .004.
Happy birthday, Thomas! There is a small something that goes with the wishes, but it rather needs to be delivered in person. Find me on the train. .003.
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( Private to Draco ) .001.
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