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[sea_finnigan]

See, I’d have written earlier but I had a bad bout with me broom and well…I’ll spare you all the details but I was to…em, uncomfortable to write before now. But no need to worry, I’m all in one piece (far as I know) and am obviously well enough to be writing now

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[copper_fire]

Hey Seamus! how's it going?

[sea_finnigan]

Bit sore at the moment but not so bad. How about you Ginny?

[copper_fire]

I'm alright. Bored as anything and a little restless. I need a little fun.

[sea_finnigan]

Seems that everyones a bit bored. You're going to come to Diagon Alley on Thursday ya?

[copper_fire]

Hopefully, yes. It should be fun. Looking forward to your exams this year?

[sea_finnigan]

Ya, it'll be great to see everyone again. Not so much looking forward to them, no. More so...pretending they don't exist at the moment. I haven't even started my summer homework yet.

[copper_fire]

Oh well, we've plenty of time left. Be free like the wind. The homework will slip itself into the equation soon enough.

As for the exams...Isn't there going to be a study group for the senior years arranged?

[sea_finnigan]

Wind reminds me of brooms, which I don't want to think about.

Ya, that's my plan. Maybe if I wish hard enough the homework will do itself. Or wait...is there a spell for that?

I'm sure there is, I'd bet 10 galleons that Hermione organizes it.

[copper_fire]

The spell only works if you actually know your stuff as far as I know, but I've never tried it, I'm an angel.

Hermione didn't organise it, actually, it was Louise that mentioned it to me.

[sea_finnigan]

Angel, I'm sure. I smell a bluff.

Really? Well lucky I didn't actually bet on it then.

[copper_fire]

I am an angel! Honest! You have to look deeper and all that other sentimental malarky. Yes, very lucky, Seamus.

[sea_finnigan]

Ya, I still don't believe you Ginny. Not with the brothers you've got. Ah, I'm always lucky.

[copper_fire]

My brothers have nothing to do with me. I'm my own person, see and so I have the freedom to be an angel if I like! Angel, I tell you.

[sea_finnigan]

But you've had to have been influenced by them somewhat. I refuse to believe that you are an angel.

[copper_fire]

Incluenced only in my good wit, charm and brains! nothing else that wouldn't be desirable (as the case may or may not be) in a girl.

An angel, really. I promise you. Only, without the blonde hair, and flaming ginger hair instead. Perfect.

[sea_finnigan]

Cause you'd know what was desirable in a girl ya?

Red haired angel...reminds me of a dream I had.