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journal: hung over
Ow. My head. I'm never drinking again.

Until tonight, that is, when we hit up Charlie's.

Luna, you are coming, if only because you need a night out. Hermione? Up for some fun? Ron, Harry, Neville - shall we make a night of it?

I'll have the boy-toy with me, and we'll be dancing until we drop.

Interesting game with the Bats and Harpies last night. But c'mon, Bats. Last in the league. You make me feel terrible when I have to write that you haven't won a game yet and the points weighting makes you last. At least score some goals and make the games close. Harpies were up two goals when they caught the Snitch. Defence! Offence! Next week I might submit an article that just says 'Bats lost again, nothing new to report'. That would make me very sad. Don't make me do that.