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Mar 12, 2007 22:11

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Had totally weird encounter with Malfoy this week. Weird in the highly disturbing sense. As usual, though, I guess he's just blowing off steam by trying to get me riled up and suspicious. Too bad I don't have the time or energy for that stuff anymore.

It's like I've aged bloody eighty years. I can't breathe or see properly half the time and when I can I feel like I'm half-asleep. I hurt everywhere. I think I passed out at dinner, but no one noticed because I was all over the place anyway.

I will not moan like an old woman. Nonononono.

/Private

Big game coming up means lots of practice. The team is on the field a good deal of the time, and we're doing well. Ron came up with some really interesting new plays which have not been written down for security reasons and we're preparing for what is for three of us the last Hogwarts game ever.

NEWTs are HOMICIDAL.
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