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Something rather odd has been happening in the Safehouses recently ; and I don't mean the teenage dramas that are becoming the norm. There are rumours of things happening outside of the Safehouses - stories of professors growing tails (and the amount of times I've had to explain to people that lyncanthropes do not, as a general rule, have donkey tails swishing from their behinds every day. Its simply ridiculous!)
And now we've been told that our floo powder is to be rationed. If I could get my hands on Peeves right now.. I like having the ability to floo as it brings me a sense of freedom. And now its rationed. Oh boy, I'm going to loose it, arent I? I haven't heard much from home - but then that is to be expected. A part of me really wants everyone to up sticks and move out of Scotland. If France has worked for Ginny, then its going to work for us. And then I know they would be safe.
The NEWT final tests are still a year away, but teachers are still piling work onto us as though it is going out of fashion. I just wish someone would have the guts to tell us - the prefects - exactly what is going on. We're the ones who have to deal with the nightmares and tears and the tantrums. Even worse is the fact that the second years are beginning to forget Hogwarts, and the first years have never even walked through the front doors of the castle.
I miss Hogwarts - and even more for what it stood for.And on that really depressing note, I need a hug.
Locked to Ernie MacMillan
Can I borrow you for a hug?
Locked to George Weasley
May I borrow you for half an hour?
Something rather odd has been happening in the Safehouses recently ; and I don't mean the teenage dramas that are becoming the norm. There are rumours of things happening outside of the Safehouses - stories of professors growing tails (and the amount of times I've had to explain to people that lyncanthropes do not, as a general rule, have donkey tails swishing from their behinds every day. Its simply ridiculous!)
And now we've been told that our floo powder is to be rationed. If I could get my hands on Peeves right now.. I like having the ability to floo as it brings me a sense of freedom. And now its rationed. Oh boy, I'm going to loose it, arent I? I haven't heard much from home - but then that is to be expected. A part of me really wants everyone to up sticks and move out of Scotland. If France has worked for Ginny, then its going to work for us. And then I know they would be safe.
The NEWT final tests are still a year away, but teachers are still piling work onto us as though it is going out of fashion. I just wish someone would have the guts to tell us - the prefects - exactly what is going on. We're the ones who have to deal with the nightmares and tears and the tantrums. Even worse is the fact that the second years are beginning to forget Hogwarts, and the first years have never even walked through the front doors of the castle.
I miss Hogwarts - and even more for what it stood for.And on that really depressing note, I need a hug.
Locked to Ernie MacMillan
Can I borrow you for a hug?
Locked to George Weasley
May I borrow you for half an hour?