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[swanchang]

Five are back. Six if you count the one that wasn't dead or a vegetable to begin with. Much happiness to all those involved.

Now where are the rest.

Thirty seconds wasted, Davies, the NEWT examiners will have my head. Woe.

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[ravencapt]

The rest of what?

Fifteen seconds wasted, I'm ahead of you.

[swanchang]

Nevermind.

Ten nanoseconds per letter, four with the punctuation, we're doomed.

[ravencapt]

I still can't believe it's now.

Academic death is death all the same.

[swanchang]

This is true. But really, how many fatalities are there during NEWTs and OWLs? Of course there are dozens of attempts at swan diving off the Astronomy tower, but they never completely die.

We'll get through it. And then the real fun begins.

[pure_nobility]

I am the not-dead, not-vegetable? If so, I'll thank you to refer to me by name and not my status as a living, sentient being.

[swanchang]

Darling, beautiful Draco, bless the saints and the angels for returning you to us and brightening our world with your crown of gorgeous dark rooted shimmering blond hair, made from samite, one might say, glowing in the moonlight.

Truly, your snark was missed.

[pure_nobility]

Please, I am worth purple prose, but not such a superflous, titanic quantity.

[swanchang]

Marry me, you tempestuous ball of wit.

[bittercakes]

Oh, Cho.

[swanchang]

Don't worry about me, Marietta.

Should I happen to perish underneath the weight of all these NEWTs, however, please divide up my property evenly among my cherished friends. Or throw it all into the common room fire, whichever is more convenient for you.

[bittercakes]

I can't help but do so a little.

Might I just keep it all for myself?

[swanchang]

Of course you may.

[round_the_bend]

Will you tell me how horrible they are in increidble detail I want to know for next year so that it doesnt surprise me.

[swanchang]

The secret is that the most horrifying ten percent of the whole experience is made up purely of drama. You're brilliant, Michael, and you won't have to worry.

[round_the_bend]

With my year mates I know the drama will be horrible and what's the other ninety percent then?

[gold_star]

Drama? Us?

[gold_star]

Ah, such a lot of fuss for something I'm certain I will have no trouble with, when my turn comes.

[swanchang]

You'll be swept up with it like the rest of us, mark my words, prefect.

[gold_star]

I can achieve nothing but perfection, my dearest Cho. I will settle for nothing less.

[swanchang]

We would expect nothing less from you.