What the fuck.

Moony?

PRONGS. PRONGS WHAT IS HAPPENING DOWN THERE. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.

SHIT.

SOMEBODY TALK TO ME.

PETER? PETER WHERE THE SODDING BUMBLUDGERING HELL ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU.

COME ON JAMES WORK WITH ME HERE.

Snape?

oh sod this.

EVANS.

AHAHAHAHAHA I AM A GENIUS

PRONGS YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT I JUST DID

AHAHAHAHA

Days since Prongs has burned something: ten! That's an improvement!

... Ah, shit, make that zero. PRONGS. PRONGS GIVE ME THE MATCHES. WHAT HAVE WE TALKED ABOUT.

Anyway. My sock drawer has been reduced to cinders. CINDERS! A BLACK CANNOT POSSIBLY WEAR CINDERS!! Even my favourite pair of fuzzy purple socks went down in flames goddammit Prongs. AND ( Read more... )

SNIFFLE SNIFFLE ( Read more... )

I AM BORED.

PRONGS LET'S DO SOMETHING.

LET'S BREAK INTO DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE AND EAT HIS LEMON DROPS.

EDIT:JAMES YOU IDIOT. WHEN I SAID LET'S DO SOMETHING I DIDN'T MEAN GO SET FIRE TO THE HUFFLEPUFF COMMON ROOM ( Read more... )

PRONGS DID YOU TAKE MY BLUE THREAD I NEED THAT

Would anyone care to tell me why Evans or an extremely life-like rubber doll moulded to her likeness slept in our dormitory last night? Hmmmmm? JAMES AGNETHA POTTER YOU'VE GOT SOME 'SPLAINING TO DO.

Embroidery is SO DIFFICULT. I've pricked myself approximately eleventy thousand times in the past twenty minutes. I don't understand how old grannies with their bonnets and poor eyesight can do this all day long because needles are SHARP and I am in PAIN and OH GOD I AM BLEEDING ( Read more... )