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[__prefectgirl]

Ugh. Weddings are horrible when they're not yours. My cousin, Sally, has completely lost it. My mother is emailing everyday, with new dresses, new shoes, new everything. And they're wasting the money like mad. My cousin's been sending picture after picture of her in millions of wedding dresses. I'm sick of it. Weddings.

Oh and I honestly can't

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[__hannah_abbott]

Sex on the brain, you see.

Er...no comment. This whole school IS perverted.

I hope you feel better about that whole bridesmaid/wedding situation. It's unfortunate you don't get to stay at Ron's where you'll be so happy I bet where you usually go to at Christmas.

[__prefectgirl]

I'm thinking of asking if Harry, Ginny and Ron could come. I hate family gatherings. Everyone gets drunk, they play ridiculous wedding games that my mother demands I join in on and the whole evening is just a huge waste of time.

The only nice part is the actual wedding.

[deadly_spiders]

Everyone gets drunk

I am so there.

[__hannah_abbott]

That's a nice idea. I'm pretty sure Ron would want to go

[iloveseekers]

Weddings can be annoying. I like the pretty dresses though.

[theworldofvain]

You're calling your own future red-headed child an idiot, Granger? Tsk, tsk. Motherhood is failing already.

[__prefectgirl]

As always, a friendly input from Parkinson. I could always homeschool.

[____chochang]

I have the strangest feeling that I'll probably end up like that. Erm, but yes, good luck with that Hermione.

Sex on the brain? Hormones, bless it.

[__prefectgirl]

You know, I'm so glad I'm getting to know you better, Cho. We never exactly got along before, with Marietta and the relationship problems with Harry.

But I'm glad. I really am. Or perhaps I've just been eating too much chocolate. Someone left it in the common room. It has a sort of weird taste to it.

[deadly_spiders]

You shouldn't eat something if you don't know what's in it. Take for instance the time I ate a love potion and nearly died.

[__prefectgirl]

I thought they were just chocolates. Who the hell is making alcoholic chocolates?

[kestrel_kid]

We finally discovered where Harry had been going. Sex on the brain, you see.

Bless his boots, that Potter.

[__prefectgirl]

Typical.

[ilovequidditch]

Thanks, mate!