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I swear, I invoked the spirits when we names Jim. Woke up and he had managed to get out of his crib, and was on the floor of the parlor with his toys.
That I mad put away last night. Torn between scared and proud.

Hey guys, friendly reminder that Ernie is dating the other ginger in the league, yeah? Let's not call us a cute couple when he works on my wrist.

[After seeing the screens]

This isn't some really sick joke is it? Because...

What the fuck?

Where they hell are they? Don't anyone say "in a maze" I can fucking see that.

Ni fyddai yn ddrwg os nad oedd yn hoffi frawd...

Things that have been seen cannot be unseen.
I need a drink.
Or 8.
And brain bleach.

[Eddie]
Happy birthday, love!

Not that it really matters anyways, given we are all stuck here anyways...

But why did we all move bungalows?

[Class of 99 + 00 + Bradley's minus Eddie]

It's Eddie's birthday today. I know it's also Cedric's but we should really make sure Eddie has a good one

Oi! Friends and Weasleys! I know some of you lot are here.

Are we absolutely sure George isn't behind all this? Because it seems like the sort of thing he'd think was a laugh.

Okay really. If this was some plot to keep from adopting that dog from the shelter...I think this is a little extreme, yeah?