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[__prefectgirl]

Oh... oh my God

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[theworldofvain]

I...oh, my God....what....what happened!? I mean...oh God, you don't know. Only Thomas knows and I don't expect him to be much coherent right now...I just...why would he do that to himself? Oh, hell. Of course we know why. It's just...I don't think anyone expected him to, well. You know. The razor blade.

Busy with things? You don't think he meant this, do you?

At least he'll be all right. Hopefully. Damn! I can't think straight.

[_susie_bones_]

Of course we know why.

Yes...yes we do.

Me.

[portable_swamps]

No no no no, pet. It wasn't your fault. Don't you go blaming yourself now. He made the decision. And...And he's going to be alright. He'll be fine, and you can give him a right smack for worrying us. He'll be okay.

If Fred can get his bloody trousers over his cast, we'll be right out.

It'll be okay.

[_susie_bones_]

Yeah. You can say it's not my fault, but I'm going to sit here and blame myself anyways. Because if it wasn't really my fault, it still involved me. Because I couldn't forgive him.

Why couldn't I have just forgiven him?

[portable_swamps]

Oh God. Oh God. I can't... Jesus. Just...Finnigan. The Irish bloke, always ready for a laugh? Are we talking about the same Seamus?

Shite.

Fred and I... We'll be out there soon. As fast as he can hobble. I'll bloody carry him if I have to.

[raventwin_padma]

I'm coming to Gryffindor right now, Parvati, Neville. Please be there...

[__hannah_abbott]

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

I need to calm my self down. But I can't. I can't even imagine how you must have felt when you saw the whole thing, Hermione.

I don't know what to think. Seamus what have you done?

[fleur_de_france]

Oh mon Dieu!!! You're sure he'll be all right?

[__prefectgirl]

He cut the wrong way. It wasn't enough to... well, you know.

[__prefectgirl]

At least, that's what Madam Pomfrey said. I didn't really look at his wrists. She might of been trying to comfort us.

I don't really know.