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Coconut Cream. [15 Jun 2006|01:44am]
<td align="center"> Susan H. Bones --

Extremely dominant

'How will you be defined in the sexual dictionary?' at QuizUniverse.com</td>

Oh my.
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private: Ron [16 Sep 2005|11:29am]
Are you going to Seamus' party?
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Flan. [06 Sep 2005|10:47pm]
[ mood | surprised ]

I've been positively buried in Transfiguration homework this week, I haven't even had time to Pribble. Very depressing, as I've grown to love this thing even more than my dangly earrings. The pink ones. With the odd baubles. And I love those!!

Everyone's been acting very odd the past few days. Tonks has been moping around with her hair all brown and sad-looking, Anthony's been quiet for a change, and Potter's smiling and skipping about like a little girl with a new doll. He even hugged Will in Charms today for returning his quill after he'd dropped it. It was very funny, I thought the poor boy might die from shock. And not just Will - Harry hugged everyone. Even Zacharias. You should have seen the look on his face.

Anyhow. I don't get it. What's going on? Have I missed something? I feel very left out.

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BIRTHDAY CAKE. [01 Sep 2005|02:18pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

This day in history...

382 BC Ollivanders opens for business
1290 AD Golpalott writes his Third Law
1422 Bran the Bloodthirsty slain by Jack
1796 Artemisia Lufkin becomes first female Minister of Magic
1843 Sir William Rowan Hamilton invents quaternions
1860 Dungbombs invented
1927 First edition of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them published
1977 Heroes released on vinyl
1979 William Ulysses Stebbins is born

Happy birthday, Will!!

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Pain au chocolat. [25 Aug 2005|11:59pm]
[ mood | moody ]

Bugger. I've misplaced my Transfiguration textbook again. It's got lots of scribbling and pictures of bunnies on it, and it says TRANSFIGURING SUCKS in big pink letters on the inside cover. Not to mention my name is on it. Erm. Yes. If anyone finds it, please let me know.

I think the sprogs have it in for me. They seem to be doing everything in their power to be as ANNOYING AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE. Honestly. One of them gave me The Finger today, which was very rude. Who invented The Finger, anyway? I can't imagine getting so fantastically upset to the point of inventing a special hand signal just to express my wrath. Well...actually, with all these sprogs around, I suppose I could. Never mind, then.

But in any case, it would be quite groovy to know who started it all. The Finger, that is. He/she must be rather put out to remain the anonymous inventor of such a popular gesticulation. Or! Or or or! Perhaps it's the other way around! Perhaps the anonymity is intentional, and the aforementioned inventor doesn't actually want the credit! Which makes quite a lot of sense - one would think after all these years, we'd have tracked down who made it up, unless of course they didn't want to be found, yeah? Yeah!

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Peach crumble. [13 Aug 2005|10:46pm]
[ mood | smug ]

In case any of you were wondering (which you probably weren't, but no matter - I'm going to gloat nonetheless), my mission to hug Zacharias was, in the end, successful.

Obviously, he put up a pretty good fight. The git managed to scamper up to hide in the boys' dorms when I tripped over a firstie. Stupid sprogs, I may have to annihilate them all before term is finished. Gilderoy didn't even get a chance to Assist, he came in right when Zacharias legged it. Too bad, he seemed so very eager to help.

Anyhow. Zacharias foolishly thought he'd be able to sneak down to dinner, but he was QUITE MISTAKEN, thank you. He's currently sulking and refuses to speak to me. I don't think I've ever known anyone to be stroppy because of a hug.

Does anyone have any chocolate frogs? I fancy a sweet.

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Lemon meringue. [09 Aug 2005|11:59pm]
Zacharias, do shut up about Quidditch strategy, please. I'm sure we're all enthralled by your determination to beat the shit out of Gryffindor this year, but really. Your vendetta against Potter is drilling holes into my skull. It's like you've got a not-very-secret crush on him or something...

Did anyone else hear about a second year passing out at breakfast today? I didn't see it, but apparently he was poisoned and is in the hospital wing. Rumour has it some Slytherin is responsible, but aren't they always supposedly responsible? I'd like to see a Hufflepuff poison somebody for once. Tarnish that 'sweet and docile' stereotype.

No, Will, I am not getting that horrible scheming look on my face. Honestly. I'm not going to poison you. So paranoid.

...And even if I were, it's not like there's anything you can do to stop me. Ha! Hahaha!

Great, have got the hiccups. Serves me right for cackling, I suppose. Anyone care to share a remedy? Holding my breath does not work.
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Peanut brittle. [01 Aug 2005|01:59am]
[ mood | no i'm certainly not amused! ]

Oh, my.


Zacharias appears to have fainted.

In the middle of the common room, no less. Cause unknown, at this point. Will, get over here, help me lift him.

...OOF. Goodness. Zacharias Smith, when you wake up, I am going to hex you for being so fecking heavy. For someone that scrawny, you'd think his body mass wouldn't be equivalent to that of a walrus, but there you have it.

What was that reviving incantation...Oh, right, there we go. He's starting to come round. He's muttering angrily, something about Russian midwives? Zacharias, you daft plonker, nobody can understand a thing you're saying-- HEY. There's no need for that kind of language, matey! That is not how you speak to a lady. Ingrate.

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Creme brulée. [26 Jul 2005|11:29pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

I don't think I've ever disliked firsties more than I do now.

Why, you ask?


And one of them touched me with his grubby little firstie hand. It left a sticky residue on my arm, which disturbed me quite a bit. I hope I haven't gotten some kind of firstie disease. No doubt I have, and by this time tomorrow I'll have FIRSTIE POX all over my face. ohgodsomeonesavemeeeeee

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Treacle tart. [20 Jul 2005|09:04pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]

Well. Feast was excellent, as expected. Except for the bit when Ernie started flicking his green beans at me, that was highly uncalled for.

Good sorting, though I reckon we could have done without that firstie who was picking his nose throughout. I was certain he'd land in Ravenclaw, spitting image of Anthony, really.

Dumbledore didn't give his usual speech, which I found slightly odd. Disappointing, I so enjoy his enlightening vocabulary choices.

D'you reckon I could charm this thing not to beep so bloody loudly with every comment? Megan's in a bit of a strop, she keeps threatening to chuck her shoes at me if I don't pipe down. Clearly overreacting, if you ask me.

Poor Will seems to be having trouble with his nude Pribbler picture thanks to me muahaha...Honestly, you needn't be so self-conscious, it's not like your leg hair's that noticeable anyone can see your...your naughty bits. Yet.

And as for Wayne Hopkins...Innocent until proven guilty.

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Yorkshire pudding. [19 Jul 2005|12:49am]
[ mood | rushed ]

You'd think after the first hour or so, people would find somewhere to sit, rather than dawdle around in the entryway. Sometimes I wonder if Hogwarts was actually founded for people with no common sense. Certainly seems that way at the mo.


Anthony, stop making faces at the fourth year girls. There's a good lad.

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