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Apr 02, 2006 13:36

Romilda, you might want to come down to the shop. Like, right now.

George finally caught that flu that's going around. Only he's quite a bit sicker than I was. More than quite a bit. He's really sick. And he was being a complete idiot about it. His fever was 41° yesterday, so I called a medi-witch from St. Mungos, and they flooed over to collect him. Doctors say he'll be fine in a couple of days. They're just trying to control the fever and keep him comfortable.

Happy bloody birthday, right? Lads, when he gets out, we'll have a get together. Been a while since we've done that.

Cho, I miss you. Come give us a visit, I'm lonely.

OOC: To my fellow American darlings, 41°C is about 106°F. So big ol' fever.)
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