Home!

[alt_ron]

It's great to be home. The food's so much better than at school. It's been so long since I've had real food--the kind Mum makes--I forgot what really good food tastes like! Awesome.

And tomorrow, we're going to Diagon Alley to buy a wand to replace the one that got broken on the way to school. I was sorta nervous about whether I'd still be in trouble for that, but Mum and Dad were totally wiz about it, and so tomorrow we're going to Ollivander's.

I hope you all made it home okay. I mean, I guess nothing was going to happen to any of us, what with all those Aurors on the train and at the station, but we all had to get from there to home, so I hope you all got there and nobody met any of the escaped prisoners or anything.

Comments

[alt_padma]

Who says I'm making fun, Parkinson? I'm only saying that they probably had to save up. Wands aren't exactly like quills or a pocket handkerchief, they're expensive. And anyway, there's a permit you have to get, too, remember? So maybe that took a while to come through.

[alt_pansy]

Yeah. Whatever. You didn't actually believe that muck Skeeter was tossing around, do you? Because that whole story stank.

[alt_padma]

Well, of course not all of it. But some parts were true enough, even if some of the details were wrong.

[alt_pansy]

Oh, my face certainly is wan, with tears constantly threatening to spill down one of my thin trembling cheeks. I'll give you that much.

[alt_ron]

Yeah, that's what we like about you. How you're always about to cry all the time.

Not that we'd mind if you did, but it was just mad what that article said.

[alt_pansy]

Totally.

Hang on... I just have to wipe my pain-filled tears away.

There. Better.