My last Quidditch match, nearly one of my best matches ever, Gryffindor didn't stand a chance but everyone knew that.
Not bad. Dawson, you were worth the trouble even if you're an idiot, Tremlett, you're as brilliant as I thought you would be, et cetera. Calhoun actually caught the bloody Snitch, I can't ask for much more except I have to say I was hoping Sweeting would knock someone's face in just for old's time sake.
Well, can't have everything in this life!
Uncle Finbar didn't show up even though he promised so he ought to have a GOOD fucking reason or I'm not saying a bloody word to him until he apologises properly. Got a handful of owls from the scouts naturally, anyone surprised? Well, not me. Against my better judgement I'm not trying out or signing a damn thing until NEWTs are over at least, but I think it's pretty obvious where I'll end up.
Shit, I'm supposed to be revising or something, right? Sod that.
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Dad and Lexi show up and OF COURSE Uncle Finbar can't because no matter what he does he knows I'm his biggest fan anyway, he's such a bastard, my LAST Hogwarts match, that's a big bloody deal and he knows it and he STILL didn't show up
Kicked my hangover a couple of hours back, I'm never getting that drunk again, well, at least not without Dagny and Julia.
Don't know what to say to Stanton's owl, the one about the bridesmaid dresses, like I give a shite.
This is it, isn't it? NEWTs, and I'm out of here, for good.
I thought it'd look a lot different than this. Idiot.