& these memories aren't mine alone.
So, what began as me aimlessly rereading a story I never posted on the Snitch, turned into Sarah & I strolling down memory lane.
We recalled my Death to Ron club, which... clearly... wished for the death of Ron. Of course, I love Ronald Weasley, I truly do and, unfortunately for him, my twisted mind calls upon me to kill him.
We recalled the language the olde time Snitchers had begun with the likes of *huggles* and *nids* and *nlinks* . Yes, we were an odd bunch. How I loved you all.
It's sad really that 6 years of my life ended last year. The Snitch was a dear community and I found a support there that I never found anywhere else. We were people with a common interest and that turned into friendships. We spoke quite often in the form of personal messages and MSN (oh yes, I reread all of the PM's I still have stored in my inbox). We posted together, scanning the member lists to see if one another were online.
In honour of the Snitch, of 6 years, of all those memories, I just want to give all you Snitchers a shout out:
Hi, it's been awhile & I'm sorry I suck at correspondence.
*continues to peruse through the memories*