That does it. It's finally getting down to the wire. Everyone's getting dates, and I'd hate for it to be too late.

Ms. Pansy Parkinson--will you allow me to escort you to the ball? Since I cut my hair, I even look presentable in a zoot suit like the one I've got, I promise you won't be ashamed of me, and I promise I won't not show up like your ( Read more... )

Baby, it's cold outside. If anyone would like to join me for a drink in the Three Broomsticks, let me know ( Read more... )

Fuckin hell that hurt. I woke up this morning and counted all my body parts twice to make sure everything was still there. Good job I cut my hair too, otherwise it would have been singed short anyway. But the money was there, and Fred & George wouldn't do anything unreversible (for the most part), so that's that. And now with a Christmas ball ( Read more... )

Sorry all, it's been awhile. But I have a couple of startling developments ( Read more... )

Jaysus. The Irish lad is hospitalized, Weasley and Chang are on a break, Weasley (young) and Granger are a pair, Malfoy's still gone, and I fear I must be going barmy ( Read more... )

It's been awhile. So much has happened, but alas I've been apart from a computer for some time. Ron & Hermione are an item (good show there), there are pygmy puffs abound at Hogwarts, Malfoy's still MIA, Fred & George are in a right tiff, and once again I get dragged away by me mum. Stateside this time, visiting my aunt. Bloody American wizards, ( Read more... )

The ball was bloody brilliant. Padma looked ravishing, I looked ravishing, George looked ravishing, everyone looked ravishing. Fantastic music, as Ronald noted in his latest. The food was amazing, the house-elves really outdid themselves this time around. Did anyone see Malfoy at the ball? I couldn't spot the blighter anywhere and couldn't help ( Read more... )

Is everyone dead?

Ginny's just gotten out of the hospital wing, Hermione is taking a vacation, other than that no one has an excuse.

Where is everyone?

I'm going barmy. Mum is still pushing for finishing school, Dad's hexed himself and is in St. Mungo's again, haven't talked to Padma in ages and at an undisclosed time at an undisclosed location between this post and my last one, walked in on Fred and Cho performing an undisclosed activity. Actually, I didn't quite walk in, so I don't actually know ( Read more... )

So I won some strange pills off a gent in a card game this morning. I'm too scared to take one, but I've discovered that no matter what spell you try to cast on it--charm, hex, curse, anything--it just explodes into a rather....erm.........amusingly shaped object if you catch my drift. Fred & George: If you blokes want 'em, they're yours. I won two ( Read more... )