[Locked to People With First Names That Start With W or Last Names that Start with Q]Well ( Read more... )

I'm back ( Read more... )

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So Duelling club last night was brutal ( Read more... )

For some reason, my Aunt Maria thought it would be really funny to buy me a frilly, pink apron for Christmas. All because I asked my mom if I could help cook Christmas dinner!

See, the reason is, my mum always makes this cranberry jelly stuff that tastes horrid. It's the stickiest stuff I've EVER run into though! Like a Permanent Sticking Charm, ( Read more... )

Crikey ( Read more... )

Bloody hell.
Just. Yeah, that about somes it up, doesn't it?

Fire in Slytherin, Slytherin's in Gryffindor. A Gryffindor in the hospital wing.
And crikey, McGonagall has said NOTHING to me about my punishment. Not a word. That's more scary then being told I've got to scrub cauldrons with Snape. NOTHING.

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( Hexed Private )

So.

How about them Cannons?

Teapot at 12 o'clock, on the window seat in the Gryffindor Common Room. If I type to fast it kind of quivers. Cute little thing! It's got the tiniest legs.

It belongs to you, Gabrielle, doesn't it? I can try and catch it if you want it back.

Well well well!

I finally get off my...butt...and go out into the real world otherwise known as Hogwarts. Not for myself, oh no. Not to eat, not to go to class, but to do a favour for a bloody Slytherin and what do I get in return ( Read more... )