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[22 Jul 2013|12:45am] |
Who: Sirius and RemusKnap What: Saying hello When: Sunday evening Where: Woods Warnings: None?
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[22 Jul 2013|12:53am] |
How many Remus Lupins are here now anyway?
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[22 Jul 2013|01:04am] |
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What the fuck am I doing?
Her Remy Alright, elsewhere.
Now say it.
Eris How are you at Snooker?
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[22 Jul 2013|02:09am] |
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Oh I've done it now, haven't I?
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[22 Jul 2013|06:34am] |
Alright. So it turns out this isn't an elaborate hoax. Still was nice to have the alcohol to handle the situation
If anyone finds Crumbles Gideon Crumb, tell him not to move. He owes me an explanation and an apology. Probably a right few hugs to make it better, too
Next order of business is locating a guitar. Unless you've a replica of my guitar from home, Duke. Then I guess there wouldn't be much hunting.
Oh. Right. And the names Heathcote Barbary.
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[22 Jul 2013|09:11pm] |
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What the hell is this?
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[22 Jul 2013|11:02pm] |
Is this some kind of joke? I'm supposed to be picking up a gift in Diagon and now it appears that I'm in some watered down rendition of London. It doesn't even look real. Furthermore, I had no intention of going to wherever-this-is and it seems I'm stuck with this bloody journal that I don't even want. I tried throwing it away but somehow it found its way back to me. Magic Honestly, if I were going to acquire a diary, I would get a much nicer looking one than this, not that I've ever had the inkling to write about my dreams and daily activities. […] Though I suppose I hadn't expected any of this to happen.
I'm going to find out who's behind this.
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