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[Jun 8th, 12:41pm] |
I wish I knew why mum thought that chores would "keep me out of trouble"? It only seemed logical to me that I should get in trouble while doing the chores so she'd see how wrong she was and then give up on the idea of chores all together and let me spend all day flying.
But that is not how it worked out and now I am grounded. This is so stupid.
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[Jun 4th, 10:07pm] |
SCHOOL'S OUT SCHOOL'S OUT SCHOOL'S OUT!
Gryffindors
Word of warning! Do not, I repeat DO NOT venture into the first floor hall with that tapestry of Mordag the Mad tomorrow. And if you do, cover your head.
Marauders
Now we've just got to decide what we're gonna do to that hallway tonight! Half the school'll have to walk through there to leave so I think it's the best target. We need to do SOMETHING to ensure our place of brilliance next year!
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[May 30th, 10:02pm] |
WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!
And it was fucking BRILLIANT! Best game we've played!
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[May 29th, 11:56am] |
MWPP
What the fuck were we thinking? We've let the whole next to last week go by without plotting our end of year prank! I've got an idea but it might not be big enough unless we do it on a massive scale!
One of the younger years had something sent from home called a poopie cushion or something like that. You sit on it and the sound of a fart comes shooting out from under you. It's muggle so it's sort of odd looking but what if we could come up with a spell to do that? We could enchant EVERY CHAIR AND BENCH WE CAN FIND in one night to make a farting sound when you sit. It'd be bloody brilliant, yeah? Classes the next day would be HYSTERICAL!
Actually, we should do every chair and bench except the ones we know belong to Gryffindors. That'd be even better!
Think it's possible? Got any better ideas?
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[May 26th, 5:19pm] |
It was an accident! This time I mean it, Marlene saw. Regulus flew into ME!
And if I'd done it on purpose would I have carried his arse all the way to the infirmary? No. I'd have left him there crying.
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[May 24th, 12:06am] |
I am innocent.
Gryffindors.
FUCK. Detention.
Completely and totally unfair! Anyone could have accidentally set Mrs. Norris's tail on fire, and the fact that she was wearing a teeny tiny wedding dress and I was found to be humming the wedding march does not mean I had anything to do with it.
I need to be getting ready for the match. Slytherin set me up I tell you. And Filch is in with them.
MWPP.
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeete or Reeeeeeeeeeeeeemus... would either of you mind taking the blame on this one? I'm sure if you just confessed then I'd be out of trouble and I wouldn't have to miss practice and I would be your devoted servant for ever and ever and ever and on my death bed I will leave you everything I own. And also give you my firstborn child. Or at least naming rights. And if it's a ginger like it's mum you can keep it all together.
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