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[imablackdog]

Farewell, mates. I'm off to another boring few months of wasting away in the old Grimmauld gaol. James, Remus, Peter - you lot had better send me lots of letters. That's how I get through the hols, you know. That and sneaking certain periodicals into my room.

'Course, this summer I've lots of work to do. Work work work.