| 13 April 2030, 11:30 PM |
[17 Jun 2010|07:53pm] |
This took too much thought and effort to be one of James' pranks. Albus or Hugo maybe. Why they had to write this rubbish in my brand new journal though...Jerks. Got to admit though, it was impressive. The different handwriting, and weird entries for such a random couple people. I can't believe they included that vile woman though. Granny Molly would have a fit.
Anyways. I'll play along with their little joke. They'll get bored and shove off eventually. So the journal is bound in a bit of leather and this really thin, flexible wood for the covers. It's got a dragon carved into the front filled with gold leaf or something. I got it in Flourish and Blotts yesterday. YESTERDAY, you prats. When I find out which one of you is screwing with me you're in so much trouble.
I'm moving into my new flat tomorrow. I can't wait. Nice little place in London, fourth floor, two bedrooms, little balcony, and a nice walk to the Ministry's visitor entrance. I get to tend the unicorn foul that came in last night at work tomorrow too. We don't get unicorns in often, and by that I mean never.
Lily Luna Potter
aka The Lune
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