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[alt_ron]

Say. You asleep yet?

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[alt_sally_anne]

Nope. I guess you aren't, either.

Congratulations on finding another hocrux!

[alt_ron]

Yeah, y'know Harry was being really careful about not saying that's what it is, but.

I'm dead certain. And Gin's sure, as well.

Ugh. It's-

Well, you saw the Locket.

[alt_sally_anne]

Yeah. Has he got it locked up? I mean, unless you were able to destroy it today? I kind of wouldn't trust the diadem not to crawl out of Harry's trunk and move into Lana Sandoval's, or something.

[alt_ron]

It's with us up here. And it's not going anywhere. Harry's got a solid blood lock on his trunk.

But you're right. All we need is S-P getting hold of that thing. Imagine what a nightmare that'd be! And we think Umbridge was awful...

[alt_sally_anne]

Yeah, at least with Umbridge, Dolohov was on our side.

He likes S-P.

How was it? Getting it today, I mean?

[alt_ron]

Let's just say I'm glad it's done with.

If I never have to see Umbridge again, it'll be too soon. Seriously. And we had to search her robe pockets.

While she blinked those horrible eyes at us and huffed.

And we had to hold onto her so she wouldn't have any chance of getting away from us. Not that she could've, really. I don't think. I mean--

She couldn't stand up properly, and she was having trouble breathing.


And she smelled terrible.

[alt_sally_anne]

The kittens all seemed fine. I wonder why things were different for her?

[alt_sally_anne]

Mind you, if I could shove Lana S-P into a plate for a few years I'd do it with a smile.

[alt_ron]

Maybe because they really were kittens. And she's not really a toad.

We had to turn her back, and she was just squatting there at first, which was. Ugh.

I'd forgotten how foul she was. Is.

Hopefully she'll stay in that plate forever now.

[alt_ron]

Oh. S-P. I started to tell you--

She was up here tonight, wanting a look in our trunks. Said someone'd tattled on us for having some kind of contraband hidden. It was a completely flimsy excuse to come barging in and have a look around.

Heh. Harry got all shirty with her, too, and wanted to know how she could come barging in at bedtime when we could've been getting our kit off.

And then he flat told her we weren't opening our trunks on her say so.

[alt_sally_anne]

Did she actually swallow that and go away? I mean, not that he could really open his trunk for her with the diadem in there.

[alt_ron]

That's the thing.

I'm pretty sure the diadem was trying to get her to take it. You know, drawing her up here and all. She never comes up here.

Anywiz. She took Harry's measure, realised he wasn't going to back down, and turned on her heel. But she promised Dolohov would hear about it.

Which, fine. It's not like he'll do anything.

But we've got to get rid of that diadem first thing tomorrow. We'll send it through the colocation box, I reckon. And let the rest of them sort out what to do with it. We'd thought about taking it down the Chamber, but there were too many people around, and dealing with Myrtle, y'know? And I'm not even sure how much venom's left in the fang that's still down there. So, yeah. I think we'll be sending it off for Mrs L to take care of.

[alt_sally_anne]

I'm just glad she didn't cruciate you again.

Anyway, get rid of it as fast as you can. I can't believe Ginny had it for YEARS.

I'm going to bed before I fall face-first on my journal.

[alt_ron]

Yeah. I should try sleeping, too.

[alt_ron]

'Night, you.