It's my own bloody fault

[so_graham]

I've only just emerged from the pile of howlers and dragon dung left at my office after that horrible article.

It seems Davies has been pardoned, and no harm done.

Merlin, you weren't lying Pucey.

Comments

[camdenblaiser]

Graham, we need to meet up at some point. I might have a story for you.

[so_graham]

Story?

I'm interested. We could have a pint, but as I have no head for alcohol I can't promise I'll remember anything you tell me

[camdenblaiser]

Then perhaps we can arrange to meet at one of our respective flats. This is not information for the public until the time is right.

[adrians_wall]

I know my people. Slagging off a chaser for the national team is no joke.

There is a charm to redirect unwanted owls. Very useful, I've used it for years now. You should look into it in case you're caught like this again.

[so_graham]

Nice of you to tell me after the fact.

[adrians_wall]

Yes, but now you're properly motivated to learn it.

[rogered]

You're the cunt what wrote it. I haven't been getting gifts in the post either, you know.

[adrians_wall]

The Prophet should do a follow-up - but that would mean admitting they blew it completely out of proportion to begin with.

[rogered]

No comment.

[adrians_wall]

It's not like you weren't sorely provoked.

[wicked_scrod]

Was starting to think you had died, Graham.

You know, you didn't really have to write about me in your article, especially since you know everything I had to go through to keep myself out of the Prophet last time.

Anyway.

Will you come to my place as soon as you can? We might need to talk.

[so_graham]

Anything for a friend.

I have to keep my job, if only to piss off my dad