Ron: I know I have no higher ground to throw stones from, but you're an idiot, mate. Honestly.

Harry: I sent you an owl. I saw it and thought of you.

Vati: Hey. Um. You ok?

Everyone else: How in hell do I make rum from water? My spell doesn't work.

( Owl and Package to Harry )

Merlin, summer's almost over.

....and I haven't done my summer homework yet.

..Oh dear.

I guess I'm safe till me mam finds out. Or, you know, until I get back to school >.>

Grinning at his mother when she demanded to know if he had cleaned his room yet, Seamus just gave her a cheerful winka dn grinend harder when she swatted half seriously at him and went to inspect the room herself ( Read more... )

( Owl to Harry )

The wind was blowing through the grass, the flowers his mother had planted in the back garden were safely sheltered thanks to his work just that morning, and Seamus was as bored as - a very bored thing. It almost rivaled History of Magic, but there at least had been friends to talk to and a droning voice to help him doze off ( Read more... )

Have I mentioned how much I hate slytherins?

Because I do.

My face still hurts. Thank Merlin my... well, you know. It's better. But it took a bloody long time and I will get him back for that.

As well as taking that shirt from me in the middle of the corridor. It was jolly cold.

I will never. Ever. Ever. Mock girls about that time of the month. Ever again. I don't know how you do it. My hat's off to you, girls ( Read more... )

Stabbing pains woke him up. It felt like his stomach was trying to eat itself with acid and steak knives, except it was too low to be any real stomach sickness.

It centered more towards his lower abdomen and Merlin but it hurt ( Read more... )

Whoever sent Harry that owl should be prepared to die.

Because that was a foul thing to do. Not least the whole dorm...

I don't know where I'm sleeping tonight now.

Harry, do you know if the common room's comfortable?

( Owl to Harry )