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[portable_swamps]

Romilda, you might want to come down to the shop. Like, right now.

George finally caught that flu that's going around. Only he's quite a bit sicker than I was. More than quite a bit. He's really sick. And he was being a complete idiot about it. His fever was 41° yesterday, so I called a medi-witch from St. Mungos, and they flooed over to

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[iloveseekers]

Oh my gosh! I'll be right down

[____chochang]

You know I'd come over, Fred, but I can hardly get out of bed. This bloody school--! I can't believe it. Everyone's sick, it seems.

But I do hope you received my present, though. Happy Birthday (a bit belated), I love you.

[portable_swamps]

Aw, precious. It got you too? I'll come to you, then. Armed with Pepper-Up Potion and chicken soup.

I love you too.