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[28 Jul 2003|06:07pm]
So I now have a pet kneazle. And you don't. Unless your name is Kallista. But that can be ignored.

His name is Sirius Junior and you will respect him for the intelligent kneazle he is. He found me my sickle! I love my kneazle.

Thought you all should know.

Unless you're a staff member.

Then that would be bad.
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[11 Jul 2003|05:49pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Ha! HA! Anyone in the Gryffindor common room last night? Anyone? Anyone at all?

Because- guess what! Guess who were, as I predicted, snogging.

Yes! Yes, my friend, The Amazing Prongs and his Ever Elusive Love Interest have, in fact, become an item!

Oh, they'll tell you it was just kissing. But no. We all know it was more than that.

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[11 Jul 2003|05:43pm]
Ha! HA! Anyone in the Gryffindor common room last night? Anyone? Anyone at all?

Because- guess what! Guess who were, as I predicted, snogging.

Yes! Yes, my friend, The Amazing Prongs and his Ever Elusive Love Interest have, in fact, become an item!

Oh, they'll tell you it was just kissing. But no. We all know it was more than that.

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Seventh Year. HOORAY! [04 Jul 2003|10:40pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

Bloody hell! Father! Mother! Regulus! EVERYONE! They're so fucking annoying, always getting down on me for hanging out with muggle-born and half-breeds. For the last time, WHY DOES IT MATTER!

It doesn't!

It doesn't matter at all!

IT! DOES! NOT! MATTER!

Needless to say, I'm so glad Hogwarts has started again. I've got to get my own place, really. That house'll be the death of me, I swear!

But, yes, putting that behind me. I'm at Hogwarts now. James and Lily are Head Boy and Head Girl, apparently. I give them two days before they start snogging eachother.

Ah, love.

Also, boys . . .

Moony. Prongs. Wormtail. This is our seventh year. Our last. We only have nine months left. Ever.

Let's make it a good one.

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