The owl drops a card into your outstretched hands - and from the tiny, untidy handwriting, you can just about guess it’s from me.. Unfortunately, the chocolate I’d put inside as well as the story proved too tempting for beaks to resist, and the rain has got in and spoiled much of the rest.
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So, here are the answers behind the polls - hope this works and that filling in the gaps is at least moderately amusing! )
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In front of her, little Dennis Creevey lost his footing on the uneven flags and slipped. Laughter rose up from the gathered Durmstrang students. Millicent gritted her teeth, helped Dennis to his feet and wished she had a wand. So much for detente, she thought. They're laughing at us. Another of Dumbledore's stupid ideas, doomed to failure.At last they had heaved the huge shaft of oak up the stone steps and into the inner courtyard. A group of Professors came out to greet them. Millicent recognised Karkaroff among them. He went straight to Snape, clasping his hand in apparent warmth and drawing him aside for a private talk. Millicent clutched her goblet of mulled wine in both hands and sipped at the hot liquid gratefully, wondering how anyone could live ( ... )
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I'm quite impressed, too, actually! Talk about lucky. (Or great minds think alike!) The idea of a tinsel and ribbon bedecked Moody was irresistible.
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And I've just realised I never thanked you for your stocking present! So rude of me, when I am so looking forward to Christmas morning and , er, energetic discussion of the semiotics of folk song lyrics...
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