I really hate the festival. It takes me almost a half hour just to get down the Alley from the Leaky Cauldron. Sometimes longer. Nearly got fired for being two hours late the first day of the festival >.< some fucking clown shot a confundus hex at me. Shoulda torn his damn throat out.

Though it has been nice. It's not just Diagon Alley that's overly ( Read more... )

Has anyone seen my jacket? Brown leather, a couple patches on it, one of a leopard clawing the fabric. I haven't been able to find it since I left school, and it's not in my trunk like I thought it was. Here's a photo. Please, if you find it, owl it to me, or floo over.


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[[Private, unhackable]]
*jerks awake with a gasp*

Wha-???

*glances around and discovers he's laying on a pile of his blood stained clothes, somewhere in the dungeon if his sense of smell was anything to go by*
*disoriented and disgruntled huff, rolls off the pile of clothes, leans down and sniffs them lightly*

Huh?.....

Uh-oh. Not good.... What did I ( Read more... )