PRIVATE. BUGGER OFF.

Jul 24, 2005 17:14

What the fuck was that.

Whoever it is, I'm going to kill them. Kill them. As in REMOVE THEIR VITAL ORGANS ONE BY ONE AND CHOP THEM INTO LITTLE TINY PIECES. And when I've finished with that, I'll take all the little bits and I will jump on them!! And I will continue jumping on them until I get blisters, or I can think of anything even more unpleasant to do, and then I'll- Oh, sod it.

It's his handwriting. Maybe he- NO NO NO. It's not his handwriting, because it isn't him. GET A GRIP, HARRY. Sirius is dead, and he's not coming back. He's gone, and...and...and that's that.

It's a trick. It's got to be. Voldemort must be planning something, he wants me to think Sirius is...Well, it won't work. He's dead, and I'm going to kick things now.
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