Oh, that's just my little nickname for Ron Weasley, you know, after that entire 'Weasley Is My King' fiasco. Don't think I've ever met talking butterflies. (Something I should know about?)
Good to hear, good to hear all around! My summer's, as I wrote, dreadfully dull and boring. I guess some people would like being on a farm, but I've been on a farm ever since I was born and it's just so horribly dull and boring and awful. I think I want to visit my cousin Albert's house -- it's by the coast, you know. And hey, since Albert's here, maybe they can trade me out. Mum and dad fancies him a son, anywa
But at least I have ice cream to look forward to and the Arrows to reflect upon, so it hasn't been entirely lost! Another bonus is that my cousin Albert is so bleeding gullible, you know. The berk actually believed that it was generic yard gnomes that put the dungbombs at the foot of his bed. Twice.
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kings and queens or butterflys?
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Good summer over there, by the by?
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that's very
clever.
(well certain breeds can
read our thoughts, you know. it's the fuzzy
antennae.)
very well. i hope
yours
is
too?
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But at least I have ice cream to look forward to and the Arrows to reflect upon, so it hasn't been entirely lost! Another bonus is that my cousin Albert is so bleeding gullible, you know. The berk actually believed that it was generic yard gnomes that put the dungbombs at the foot of his bed. Twice.
Oh ho, hope he doesn't read that!
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