Jul 06, 2005 11:19
Help! I'm being held captive by Madame Pomfrey and she won't let me go!
The daft bat won't even let me transfer to St. Mungo's like the rest of the grown up world. I think I offended her a bit when I asked about that but come on! There aren't even students around here to talk to during the day. It's just me, Filch (ugh!) and Pomfrey, day in and day out.
Speaking of, here she comes, it must be time for lunch. At least here the food is good.
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I feel a bit cheeky complaining like that. I am really bloody lucky to be lucky to be alive. But we've got to put up a good front so there it is. Not sure how much longer I can keep it up, though. I'm dying for a good cry.
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