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For those of you who are wondering - yes, I'm on board right now. My brother Lloyd has managed the impossible and convinced our parents to let us return. I don't know what he said to them and what he's planning to ask us in return, but he's done it ( Read more... )

This has got to be the worst possible way to start a year.

We finally found out what the Umbitch did to Letty. And I can see why she didn't want to talk about it, as I think I'd try and hide it from the rest of the world if it had happened to me. That effing cow. The problem is, my parents have found out as well, and are now determined not to let ( Read more... )

Well, rest in peace, Leo Mallory. You'll be missed.

Honestly, Elz, there was no reason to shove that thing down my throat. I would have taken it. Eventually. I wish I had the chance to kick my brother's arse before I changed, though.

It was a good thing it happened, though, as I was starting to fancy myself a bit too much. I won't admit it to a ( Read more... )

Hello, ladies.

I've began a new sport, which I recommend to anyone who reads this. All it requires is a knife and fork, Quentin, and the most outrageous French accent you can muster. It's immensely fun to see the git squealing like a pig whenever silly little me starts yelling "I ezz in ze mood for some frrog legs!" while brandishing the cutlery. Besides, the few ( Read more... )

The mistletoe seems to be avoiding me. I have been searching for it ever since it was first spotted, and nothing. It figures, though - now that I've got my shiny and delicious peppermint-chocolate lip gloss, there's nobody I can test it on ( Read more... )

Okay, this was funny, but the joke of having stupid kids going "arf!" or "woof!" every time I walk by passed its expiration date very quickly.
However, I wouldn't mind it so much if one of those stupid kids didn't happen to be my sister. What's she doing hanging out with a group of Slytherins? She's a Ravenclaw, for goodness' sake, and a Muggle- ( Read more... )

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it's...

The Amazing Drowned Poodle!
This amazing undead creature, who likes to live on the heads of pink merange-like girls, has the ability to kick the bony derrieres of bitchy slags.

Yes, I'm tickled to death by my rating. Why do you ask?

WHAT THE BLOODY EFF, UMBITCH?

That lifetime ban nonsense? Utter biased crap. And I have this gloomy feeling that, even if nothing had happened, she'd find a way to screw us up.

Okay, Leanne, deep breath. Try to think of something positive...

Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. Hagrid's back. ( Read more... )