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[Private]
It'll be a year on Monday. It's finally been a year. And it can only get better, right? I mean, it doesn't get worse than last year.
A month in and Hogwarts isn't so bad. It helps having a team. It helps having something to keep me busy, NEWTs to keep my mind on, it's better than last year. The potions help even if it means I can't drink or fly but they help for the day.
Not going to dwell, right? I'm fine.
I can't let this thing with Stanton turn into something for so many reasons. SO many reasons.
Yeah, you're not having any problems at all with blokes, Quigley. You'd have to be out of denial to actually have issues.
Fuck's sake.
Practice, drinking, or a potion? Decisions, decisions.
I'll clean myself up. I promise. I won't make you ashamed of me.
She sent me licorice.
[Private: Matt/Gilly]
You need anything?
Lexi sent me licorice.
Dagny Nowles you are a TRAITOROUS RAT. Spending time with Stanton? I thought you didn't talk to your mother?
Talked to my brother so now I know every political thing going on over the whole planet. More Troubles shite at home. On top of that there's some sort of war in the Middle East now, it's not like Matt's shut up since the Soviets marched into ... where the fuck was it? Iran? Anyway, it's a little comforting to know that Muggles fuck up just as badly as the wizarding world does. It's embarrassing to think of how stupid our reasons are, though.
On a brighter, non-Cold War note, in less than two months the first victory of the Ravenclaw Quidditch dynasty will be won. Yeah, take a shot and watch history unfold, mates, this is the real start of a legendary Quidditch career.