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[k_ent]

I never wanted the hols to go on forever so badly in my life.

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[Private to Kevin]

[downonthecorner]

I'm okay. No, I'm not sick. I'm just...trying to figure some things out. I don't know if when I'll be back, but my uncle asked the professors to send me assignments, so I guess I won't get too far behind. And sure, if you want to send your notes.

Will you tell everyone that I still have Christmas presents to send? They're in a box in my closet, I just can't stand the thought of even looking at them right now I'll get them sent out soon.

[Private to Michael]

[k_ent]

Well, if you need anything, or if you want to, you know, talk, I think I owe you a few days worth of listening. And I have stuff to tell you. But it can wait. A bit, anyway. So you'd better be back soon.

And if not, I'll have to come down there and rescue you

[Kevin has scribbled a stick figure holding a wand in one hand and a guitar in the other, and someone in a dress which is probably supposed to be Michael]

[Private to Kevin]

[downonthecorner]

Thanks. I appreciate that, Kevin. Really. I just...don't know how long it'll be before I'm back. Maybe you should talk to someone else, if it's something important? Not that I don't want to know, I do

There's nothing to rescue me from. And that was a lovely drawing. I'm assuming I'm the one in the dress. You know, one of these days I'll actually wear a dress, and you'll all be sorry. If I come back. Aw fuck. [the last two sentences are crossed out repeatedly, in an effort to make them unreadable]

[Private to Michael]

[k_ent]

But I want to talk to you

No, I won't. It's important enough to wait. And I don't have anyone else to talk to.

Yeah, you're the damsel. In loads of distress.

[This time the figure in the dress is tied to a tree, with a speech bubble that says 'Somebody Save Me!' sticking out of its head]

[Private to Kevin]

[spcornfoot]

You're not the only one, mate. (And before you say a thing about your family, they were entirely lovely. Your mum's fantastic. Guess that's a genetic thing, hmm?)

Have you talked to Corner at all yet? Or Goldstein?

[Private to Stephen]

[k_ent]

Seriously, at one point I was convinced I'd have to chuck a bucket of water over Becky to get her off you, the bloody little tart. I can't believe some of the things she was wearing! And I reckon mum fancies you. Guess that's genetic too.

I sort of talked to Michael. He seems a bit odd all right. Should be back soon, though, hopefully.

Worried about Anthony, though. I mean, they were always, well, you know. And I used to hate it, but now I sort of feel sorry for him. Do you reckon we should keep him company, or something? Or would he tell me us to bugger off?

[Private to Kevin]

[spcornfoot]

To be brutally honest (as only a true friend can), I was distracted more by your body covered in clothing than Becky's and her lack of. (The fancying is? Well, your mum's classic.)

Good. It's too quiet around here. (Not that I mind. You We only have to worry about waking up Goldstein at night. Until he gets back, of course.)

I could talk to him, if you're not comforta want.

[Private to Stephen]

[k_ent]

Yeah, yeah, flatterer. (A classic nutcase, you mean.)

But that sort of makes it worse, really. Knowing he's the only one who could possibly be listening. Sort of personal, or something.

Well, I don't really know what to say to him. I mean, it's Anthony. He's so -- you know. Fucking perfect Anthony.

[bitter_edge]

I know what you mean Kevin. I'd rather be with George elsewhere at the moment.

[k_ent]

But it's good to be back and see everyone. And know they're still breathing.

How were your hols, anyway?

Private to Kevin

[bitter_edge]

I'm not trying to sound bitter or anything, but there are very few "everyone"s in my life and I could have managed to keep track of you all without being at Hogwarts.

My holidays were very nice. I met someone new, and I passed my apparition test, and as bad as I know this sounds, and I can't believe I'm telling you because you'll likely never speak to me again now, but I didn't let Terry's death affect me too much, because you know what, he was not particularly nice to me this year.

[Private to Marietta]

[k_ent]

I'm glad you came back, anyway. And just between you and me, you know, I never really liked Terry. I hated him Probably because everyone else loved him so much.

But I still miss him.