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[question10]

It's that sort of colourless November, gray and dragging at last towards an end. December is coming soon, which means of course Christmas and the New Year are drawing close. This is always a strange time of transition, the place before the actual transition itself. Waiting for the rain -- or, in this case, the snow

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[siriuslythebest]

silly moony. you have talked to someone! you talked to sirius just last night! sirius being me of course.

come on now. let's go down the kitchens and see if we can't get the house-elves to make us hot toadies. you know the drinks with butterbeer and cocoa and juusssst enough firewhiskey to make you forget its cold. yes? yes. yes!!!1

no more mooning moony.

[ihatemysister]

You know, I can read this and I am a prefect and I have to report you! Just, um, don't put it on here if you don't want me to tell!

[siriuslythebest]

hey now!!! am just trying to cheer up a friend here woman. come on now. be a sport lils. please? i mean you know loads of things and your not reporting them are you? YOU HAD BEST NOT. anyway please just this once don't be a prefect. be a friend??

[ihatemysister]

Well nobody reports THAT! I mean it's only fair that you get not-reported and neither does anyone else, so. But I wasn't going to report THIS, I was warning you for future, but wait can't the professors read this too!?

Oh now I'm nervous...

[jabberalice]

i like that poem did you write it?

[question10]

No, I'm really no good at all with poetry. Just quoting.