I said I didn't expect him to be anything but himself ( Read more... )

Well it was a bit dusty, and a bit rushed. And a bit unexpected, but we've successfully (if one can call it that) closed up shoppe. Only very vigilant Aurors and teenage boys without enough pocket money see flying motorbikes as a sensible investment, apparently. And given the choice between returning to Sirius' ancestral home or a more familiar ( Read more... )

It sounds like I've missed much ado up at the castle, mostly because I've been trying to provide motorbike demonstrations to interested patrons without losing a hand or two. So far we've seen much interest, but not much in the way of galleons. Convincing the wizarding world that flying motorbikes are the new broomsticks is a task more easily ( Read more... )

Lovely ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there was a day off, spent nearly completely indoors, dodging the rabid transfiguration spree of an ex-convict. Said person is now fully capable of turning a chair into a canary, but somehow seems to lack the skill to pick up his clothes from the floor. Perhaps an issue with hand-eye coordination ( Read more... )

ride a cock to Banbury Cross!

Dramatis Personae ( Read more... )

I'm now in possession of two rather morbid boxes, one of which Sirius continually torments and the other of which is just rather ashy.

Perhaps I should build a case for them--one which is soundproof.

hi sirius where are you its lovely here lots of stars which are nice since i am on my back yeah?

I've found my old Muggle camera and some flour paste and my muse--or at least how to annoy Sirius very effectively.


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