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Merlin, sometimes having a twin is just annoying. Sometimes I wish mine didn't exist...
...and then I realize that we are almost as one person and it drives me further insane.
Somehow -and I'm not even going to ask because he probably doesn't know- Fred has gotten it into Parvati's mind that we are mean. Us! Mean! I would expect that from a Slytherin. Like Millie Millicent.
Still, this vu thing continues to be interesting as more and more things happen and, even if we aren't in school, we can still know what's going on. Like Ron and Hermione...
...I must send them a congratulations gift set. Or something of the sort that they would appreciate.
And what is this about vmailing sex secrets? Honestly, Fred...
Speaking of Fred, I woke up this morning with Fred prodding his wand at my feet, which didn't sit comfortable with me. He mentioned something about a "Blame Fred" game and then went off to open the shop. Sometimes I wonder if that lab explosion didn't eat away at a few of his brain cells...
He's going to kill me when he reads that. Well, here's to living the last moments. Or something like that.
Again, sometimes having a twin is just annoying. Sometimes I wonder which one of us is the evil twin.
...and then I realize that we are almost as one person and it drives me further insane.
Somehow -and I'm not even going to ask because he probably doesn't know- Fred has gotten it into Parvati's mind that we are mean. Us! Mean! I would expect that from a Slytherin. Like Millie Millicent.
Still, this vu thing continues to be interesting as more and more things happen and, even if we aren't in school, we can still know what's going on. Like Ron and Hermione...
...I must send them a congratulations gift set. Or something of the sort that they would appreciate.
And what is this about vmailing sex secrets? Honestly, Fred...
Speaking of Fred, I woke up this morning with Fred prodding his wand at my feet, which didn't sit comfortable with me. He mentioned something about a "Blame Fred" game and then went off to open the shop. Sometimes I wonder if that lab explosion didn't eat away at a few of his brain cells...
He's going to kill me when he reads that. Well, here's to living the last moments. Or something like that.
Again, sometimes having a twin is just annoying. Sometimes I wonder which one of us is the evil twin.