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Well, the game we played was as characteristic as it always is, I think, especially when we have some of our dirtiest competitors on the Pitch. Captain, I must say, that was awfully nasty, even for Goyle. Gryffindor's Royal Monarch, of course, didn't do so bad on his saves, and Potter swooped in, as per usual. What's the team to do without you lads year after next? At least they'll have Ginny, what, and she's swift on a broom, thank goodness. Anyway, I know it's awfully late, but I couldn't resist putting a few chips in.
Oh, and this! This silly thing was sent to me by Angelina, who thought it would be quaint for me to use something that the Twins made. I suppose, of course, that it would be a lot faster to put all of my plays in here, except that certain people would see them who are definitely not the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and that can't do at all. Apparently, since the Twins knew that Angelina was sending it to me -- really, how ridiculous! -- it came with a name and seems quite affectionate when I actually remember to call it "Carl." They named it Carl. Not anything really peppy, like Terebitha or Alexi, but Carl. Despite this, Carl is rather nice and curls up with me at night. Never really was able to have a pet, so I suppose this Natter will do. I don't know why it's so fond of me, though. Maybe it's because I let it lay on my bed instead of going out of my way to find it a breadbox.
Anyway, I can carefully waste time in here, which is always good in my book, so that is that.
Oh, and this! This silly thing was sent to me by Angelina, who thought it would be quaint for me to use something that the Twins made. I suppose, of course, that it would be a lot faster to put all of my plays in here, except that certain people would see them who are definitely not the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and that can't do at all. Apparently, since the Twins knew that Angelina was sending it to me -- really, how ridiculous! -- it came with a name and seems quite affectionate when I actually remember to call it "Carl." They named it Carl. Not anything really peppy, like Terebitha or Alexi, but Carl. Despite this, Carl is rather nice and curls up with me at night. Never really was able to have a pet, so I suppose this Natter will do. I don't know why it's so fond of me, though. Maybe it's because I let it lay on my bed instead of going out of my way to find it a breadbox.
Anyway, I can carefully waste time in here, which is always good in my book, so that is that.