I fell asleep with Christina on my chest and we slept for four hours. When I woke up, I was a bit of a mess. I'd leaked all over and my boobs were hard as rocks. God, Engorgement is a bitch
I had these dreams about such really dark times. It was before I met Oliver the battle at Hogwarts, before Fred when the Ministry was out to get Harry Potter. Really dark. Curfews and everything. I just kept my head down. My father was half, and my mother pure, so I was safe. But I didn't like what was going on at all. And I spent a lot of time with Fred and George, so.
God, this post just made me really sad. I'd better post it before I start crying. Too late. :(