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Some psychopath greased the tiles beside my full-length mirror, wasting my entire supply of hair gel. Justin says that the top must have unscrewed and then a wind come through the locked windows and smear the substance all over in strategic areas...
Suspicious, old sport. Very suspicious.
Never fear, I am not damaged and I've only suffered a slight twinge near both of my kneecaps. It's probably nothing, I've walked on it all day today and I've been fine. It looks like I'll be able to go to Hogsmeade afterall! And it looks as if everyone's dearest friend Finchy is doing a self-imposed exile of sorts, so that means it shall be up to me to escort the lovely Miss Lavender Brown and her equally lovely friend, Miss Parvati Patil into town. It will, of course, be entirely my pleasure.
Cheers.
Suspicious, old sport. Very suspicious.
Never fear, I am not damaged and I've only suffered a slight twinge near both of my kneecaps. It's probably nothing, I've walked on it all day today and I've been fine. It looks like I'll be able to go to Hogsmeade afterall! And it looks as if everyone's dearest friend Finchy is doing a self-imposed exile of sorts, so that means it shall be up to me to escort the lovely Miss Lavender Brown and her equally lovely friend, Miss Parvati Patil into town. It will, of course, be entirely my pleasure.
Cheers.