I knew it.

[hammerdean]

I KNEW Valentine's Day was evil.

But did anyone listen to me? No.

People have gone mad. Draco Malfoy has gone completely nutters about poor Fletch-Finchley, or however the sod you spell it. Trying to figure out where he is, nattering on about poetry, and all that. I feel for poor Fench-Flitchley - I won't be telling the Prince of Prats where he

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[remembernone]

cheers mate but i think i will just do it on my own.

[hammerdean]

Neville. Please. Come out. I'm sure Hermione didn't mean any of it - not really. I mean, I'm pretty sure she has what Malfoy is and this is all temporary insanity.

It had better be, at any rate.

I've got a box of brownies and biscuits my Mum sent me. The BIIIIIIG biscuits, Neville.

[remembernone]

...the ones with the chocolate flakes?

[hammerdean]

Yes, the chocolate flakes. I'll even ask the House Elves for some really great big glasses of milk to go along with. Sounds good, eh?

And they'll all be in the Common Room, so you have to come and get them.