| Owl Delivery to Mandy |
[Oct. 13th, 2008|07:05 am] |
Mandy,
Hope you have a wicked birthday!
- Ron
*Enclosed with the note are this and this |
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| owls from the ministry |
[Oct. 13th, 2008|10:08 pm] |
Dear Miss Brocklehurst,
I was quite disheartened to see your comments virtually condemning our Ministry. As a courtesy to your father, no charges will be brought against you. However, please be advised that further public condemnation will lead to charges of blasphemy.
Sincerely,
Minister Shacklebolt
Dear Mr. Nott,
I empathize with your situation, but your statements were quite out of line. As of right now, you are receiving a warning, but any further protest will result in charges of blasphemy.
Sincerely,
Minister Shacklebolt
Dear Mrs. Malfoy,
I empathize with your situation, but your statements were quite out of line. Your family chose its path and you ought to feel lucky that your son and husband are still free from Azkaban. Be advised that any further dispute will result in charges of blasphemy.
Sincerely,
Minister Shacklebolt |
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[Oct. 13th, 2008|11:08 pm] |
who: millicent & theodore
where: near the forbidden forest
why: becauseeeee he convinced her to let him sit with her.
when: mid-evening?
Millie wasn't in the mood for talking, fighting or anything, she felt awful and dizzy. Missing her meals, being on her curse week was definitely not the best time for her to be around people but she wasn't now. For a long while, she even thought she might sob for a minute, but the feeling of a scaly touched stopped her and she picked it up. A part of her wanted to talk to the tiny slithering creature and the other part was hesitant and she just rested it on her hands in her lap.
Making a shiver, she pulled her dull-greenish grey coat closed, pulled up her plaid shirt collar a little and repositioned her skirt so none of her body was visible. Millicent lowered head head, letting her black hair rush forward and curtain her unhealthy pale visage from being seen. |
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