Hm. A couple little bastards due to arrive soon. Such a shame. As if this world really needed more whiny backstabbers.

Well, this is a most curious discovery.

I HAVE TO KEEP A REALLY BIG SECRET AND I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN DO IT ANYMOOOOORE!

Okay. I'm good. Breathe.

I'm going flying. Screw the surfing. It's not exciting enough anymore.

I may need therapy.

Je suis malade! Is there a doctor or healer around? I think I need some special care. I wish for the reasons to remain private. I have not even told Bill the truth yet.

Oh and rouge cheri? We must speak soon. I trust that a woman to woman chat will stay between us, oui? It is important that it does.

Current Mood: sick

Cheer up, butter-cups!

( Bow to the Happy~ )

( Added Later- Severus Snape )

Current Mood: cheerful

( {Hermione} )

Does Firewhiskey exist here? How about Butterbeer? Joke shops? I think someone said something about Diagon Alley, but where is it?

And what is so wrong with nude beaches? People would be more honest with each other if we had them, ya know.

Current Mood: busy

Riddle,

I know you're here, my arm gave it away, it hurts and is keeping me awake. Which is unfortunate as I would like to continue sleeping. Kindly die so that I may go back to sleep. Thank you.

~Snape

Bloody bludgeoning hell on a popsicle stick, what did I miss?

Where's Harry? He's not avoiding me again, is he? UGH!

But anyway, how is everyone?

Let's have some fun! I think a party is in order. I'll supply the drinks and you lot get your cute backsides over here. That means you too, ickle Ronnie-kins.

Current Mood: chipper