Bloody hell, what is with the dancing and the balls and all that rubbish? I don't even know if I want to go. And if I do, I'm not wearing any ruddy dress robes, I'm going in plain muggle clothing, thank you very much. All I've been hearing about is this ball for a full week, especially when I drop a delivery off at a girl's house ( Read more... )

... I don't even want to think about why I got better tips than usual today.

Still looking for my wand. Wonder where it could be. No, that is not a metaphor.

Has anyone seen a wand? Fourteen inches, it's got some unicorn hair coming out of the ends... I need to find it out as soon as possible. Might've dropped it when I was moving or maybe making deliveries today. What a bother.

I heard a certain blonde-haired git ended up here today, too.

Why don't we just cut off my thumbs and make it a complete