Happy Birthday, Gin!

Many happy returns!

You're going to have to wait until tomorrow morning for your present, though: it's two whole weeks of peace and quiet without me in your way. Just think! You get to practically be an only child for a whole fortnight!

Have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't think of!


Say. What did you do with the refilling water carrier when you got home from your CCF weeks? I can't find it anywhere. You didn't rubbish it, did you? And I can't find my dragon hide gloves. Did you nick those?

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

So CCF starts tomorrow, and the letter they sent back in July didn't answer very many questions, did it? What do you suppose they're going to make us do?

I mean, it's got to be better without Umbridge, right? But what are we meant to be doing besides camping and flying? At least they told us to have our brooms in top form, that was a hint.

Or do some of you know more? Malfoy? Harry? Anyone?

I'm Flooing at ten o'clock. How about you lot?