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[12/16/08 @ 3:32 pm] |
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Professor Carrow gave me a pass to the Restricted Section.
I have been having fun.
( Not for the faint of heart! )
Ha! I will spare prying eyes from the gorier pictures. But they're hilarious. Stupid Muggles.
Oh, and by the way...
HANNAH ABBOTT GOT RAPED?
About damn time.
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[12/09/08 @ 1:03 am] |
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mood |
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So it's out.
I kissed a girl.
What are you going to do about it?
It wasn't like I enjoyed it. She was vile.
[Private; Draco]
I'm sorry.
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[12/05/08 @ 11:06 am] |
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mood |
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Let the records show that I, Pansy Eva Parkinson, win.
[Private to Slytherins]
It's story time!
Once upon a time there was a weasel. This weasel had a big mouth on her and it bothered just about everyone in the land. Now, sure, there were those that liked to listen to her and even encouraged her outspokenness, but the fact remained that many wished she would shut up. Well, as luck would have it, a serpent decided to take it upon herself to silence the furry beast. She cornered her, taunted her and eventually marked her.
Since the encounter, the weasel has been silent, and everyone in the land rejoices.
The End!
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Does anyone have some particularly strong mouth wash?
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[12/04/08 @ 7:22 pm] |
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mood |
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 indifferent |
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Mother sent me a package. Oh joy, oh wonder oh pure fascination that has inhabited me...
It's a dress.
Bite me, maternal instincts. She has no clue what I want these days. She keeps trying, but what's the point when she keeps getting it wrong.
I suppose I should be happy that she's not sending me little dress robes.
Someone distract me. Now.
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[11/29/08 @ 12:26 am] |
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mood |
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chipper |
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You know what's funny...
The idea of me marrying anyone. Gods, I can't stop laughing.
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[11/27/08 @ 4:21 am] |
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mood |
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What in Merlin's saggy left ball's name is going on with everyone? What is with the upsurge of love letters and sappiness in the hallways? And why is everyone belly aching about the staff? If you're that miserable, go home. Gods, shut the fuck up and let us serious students study in peace and quiet.
[Private; Slytherins]
I trust that there is nothing that I need to be made aware of?
In other words, there is nothing that you should have told me before I posted this.
After all, I can't look after you if you don't give me the heads up.
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[11/23/08 @ 8:33 pm] |
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mood |
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aggravated |
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Oh get over it.
I'm Head Girl, and you're not.
You'll see that I'm quite fit for the job.
Accept the inevitable, and don't touch me.
-Pansy E. Parkinson
P.S.: By the way? That Hex to the back of my head was unnecessary. You better be glad it was easily reversed.
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