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Nov 22, 2007 00:12

See, I knew this was going to be unbearable. My mother is...well, those of you who know my mother don't need it explained to you. Edgar, I swear to Merlin, I am Apparating to your flat. And if you're not there I'm going to steal all your cigarettes. HA ( Read more... )

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bubblegum_toads November 22 2007, 08:30:27 UTC
[Private to Frank]

I wouldn't say some those really hurtful things you told me to a friend. I was really upset afterwards'd expect someone who does obviously doesn't really want to be friends with me. And, honestly, if that person doesn't want to be friends, then I don't think I owe them much, sorry.

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frankly__frank November 22 2007, 08:33:01 UTC
[Private to Alice]

You're right, you probably don't owe me anything. But Alice, I am your friend. At least, I'd like to be. I made a mistake---alright, several mistakes. I was hurt, and I was drunk. I just can't stand you not talking to me.

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bubblegum_toads November 22 2007, 08:47:12 UTC
[Private to Frank]

Everything isn't all right, you know. And just apologizing and saying you were drunk really isn't going to change that. Besides, I'm absolutely positive you've got other girls to talk to, so, really...Oh, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.

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frankly__frank November 22 2007, 08:50:53 UTC
[Private to Alice]

I know that! I know it's all fucked up! And I know just apologizing doesn't make up for it, but what do you want me to do? I could talk to other girls, but...they're not you, Alice. Even if you don't like me anymore, I still thought we had a solid friendship.

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wormtail_petey November 22 2007, 11:56:10 UTC
You can't apparate out of Hogwarts, by the way. I think someone told me that once. It hurts if you try, believe me.

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wormtail_petey November 22 2007, 15:21:42 UTC
I mean, it would hurt, if you were actually in Hogwarts. But apparently you've gone home. I figured this out, since it's Christmas and your mum is there. Right. I've gone home too. That's how I didn't know you'd gone home. Even though I saw you on the train.

I think the fumes are getting to me. Mum has been steeping my stuff in bleach since I got home.

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frankly__frank November 22 2007, 22:35:41 UTC
Good luck with that, Pettigrew. Sincerely. And yeah, can't Apparate in and out of Hogwarts, but you can can Apparate in and out of Lancashire. So as far as getting away from my mum is concerned, I'm all set.

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i_amsane November 22 2007, 15:38:32 UTC
Frank! Come and visit me! I'll make Edgar come too, even though he said he doesn't like Christmas. Pah! Who doesn't like christmas? I even made mince pies! Only, I had no mincemeat, so they're kind of...different. But they're nice.

Oh, if you're apparating in, watch out for the frinklebugs. They attach onto your clothes when you apparate and then you'll never get rid of them. They're invisible, of course, and they eat clothes. You'll end up naked, and that would never do. I called someone to get rid of them, but they just laughed at me. Maybe I'll get Edgar to do it. But do come and see me. Otherwise, Lovegood and I will just have to eat all these not-really-mincemeat pies without you.

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frankly__frank November 23 2007, 06:19:58 UTC
Agatha! How can I resist you? You entice me with promises of pie and...frinklebugs, apparently. Not too keen on that, I admit. You mean I have to not Apparate there? What's the point of being of age if you can't abuse it? I implore you.

And why are there bugs in the first place? I thought Bones was a better butler housekeeper than that.

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i_amsane November 24 2007, 14:00:27 UTC
You can apparate outside the front door and then ring the doorbell. It's rather delightful, it plays Jingle Bells! It's this Muggle thing I found and even though it's probably what brought the Frinklebugs in, I just couldn't resist.

Oh, but they're good luck! Frinklebugs don't just go to any house, you know! And you know how busy poor Edgar has been lately, I wouldn't have him cleaning over Christmas. Be nice, Frank.

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