I just checked my balance at Gringott's, and I think someone accidentally transferred 9,372 Galleons into my account. If any of you are missing 9,372 Galleons, we should go to Hogsmeade to straighten this out ( Read more... )

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So, uh, I'm not going to write poetry anymore, because that's just stupid. Yeah.

Earlier today, I was eating nachos, and scratching my bum, thinking about Quidditch, and I had the most awesome burp ever. It was awesome, yo.

Who can help me with this goddamn thing that is too fucking small and itches like a mother?

Must classes resume tomorrow?

Oh, how distressing. The world progressively darkens as our wisps of lives swirl around, unknowing, in this tornado of unhappiness and failure.

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I had thought that sleeping after last week's dreadfulness would have been soothing, but I should have known that there is never any solace to be found. The darkness of the world is perhaps magnified in the somnolent state ( Read more... )

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I was sitting in my room and thinking about Hogwarts and how it is really a microcosm of society -- its pitfalls (broken stairs) and treachery (disguised walls) earlier today. My thoughts inspired me to write a poem ( Read more... )

Cedric is here. Did everyone see? Can anyone help him? He needs help, I think. Cedric?

This parchment shortage does not surprise me. I always knew the world was a terrible place. Everyone is against me, and nobody understandsThey sent me my letter on the skin of a cod. Don't think I didn't notice that those are Cedric's initials. Your plan ( Read more... )