Writing this as fast as I can. Excuse occasional missing words, please and thank you. Ministry is new hell now, it seems. Boss hates me for some reason, think it might have to do what he called a clammy handshake, being a know-it-all (his words) might be a benefiting factor too
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He is arranging Quidditch trials, one of which is for me, not that it is really any of your business.
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This job you have, we all knew it would catch up to you. I'm going to be nice and not say "I told you so!" like Ron or someone no doubt will.
You tried to write a letter to Mum, just because things weren't going good for you. So. You expect that you can depend on your family when things are going horribly? Wrong. We don't like you anymore. I can't say we don't love you, because we do--it's this odd sibling thing. We can totally hate you but we still have to love you at the same time.
Anyway, you tried to write a letter to Mum? Please, don't write anything that will make her cry.
Stand by. Ron will probably read this post in a few minutes and somehow locate and sock you.
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DON'T WRITE TO MUM, YOU TOSSER! YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO CALL HER MUM AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HER!!! Go somwhere and jump off a mountain top or something, I'm sick of you whining because of your own bloody mistakes.
I don't love you, don't care what Gin says otherwise. I don't. You broke Mum's heart and Dad's too, and none of us like you. Go back to licking Fudge's arse, thanks.
You're right, I should find you? Shall I floo to the Ministry and kick your arse???
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