I was going to make a splendid entry yesterday about the Gryff bash two nights ago. But I was a tad bit hungover and rather confused considering I don't remember a ruddy thing about that party.
I mean, I can remember some vauge bits and pieces such as danceing like a whore with Cho and Parvati, which led to danceing with Ernie Macmillion [who is a
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