I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
This is the longest day ever. Runes went on forever, and now it's Double Potions. Oi! I'm dying over here.
If my head falls into my cauldron, duck!
Only I was up almost all night because of Gareth Archer. Heard him shouting in the middle of the night. Ours is the closest room to theirs, so I was the one who got there first. Well, except for his mates, but they're a useless lot. Ed Bones and Jimmy Peakes were both sitting up, staring at him, but they seemed like they were still sound asleep, really. I swear Peakes was snoring. And soon as I got there, they both flopped over and were out again.
But Archer wasn't going back to sleep. No way. He didn't want to go see Madam Pomfrey, and I don't blame him, so we went downstairs and played chess. All the way til breakfast.
I didn't mind. I mean, McLaggen came in right after I did, but he's got OWLs this week and looked a wreck. And really, even on a good day, no one wants to spend time with McLaggen. And Archer was a bit of a mess, too.
Said he'd had a dream about his father coming back--you know about his dad, right?
Anywiz, last night he had this dream his father came back and was going to kill him. He figures it's because he read what those Dogstar people wrote in the journals yesterday. Thing is, I guess Archer really hated his dad. For leaving him and his mum and for being a traitor. Did you know MLE questioned him and his cousin--watshername, the Slytherin one--only Archer couldn't tell them anything because he hadn't talked to his father in years. Well, I guess he did tell them something--last night he told me he told MLE he was glad his father was dead.
I mean, yeah. That's dead awful, innit?
If my head falls into my cauldron, duck!
Only I was up almost all night because of Gareth Archer. Heard him shouting in the middle of the night. Ours is the closest room to theirs, so I was the one who got there first. Well, except for his mates, but they're a useless lot. Ed Bones and Jimmy Peakes were both sitting up, staring at him, but they seemed like they were still sound asleep, really. I swear Peakes was snoring. And soon as I got there, they both flopped over and were out again.
But Archer wasn't going back to sleep. No way. He didn't want to go see Madam Pomfrey, and I don't blame him, so we went downstairs and played chess. All the way til breakfast.
I didn't mind. I mean, McLaggen came in right after I did, but he's got OWLs this week and looked a wreck. And really, even on a good day, no one wants to spend time with McLaggen. And Archer was a bit of a mess, too.
Said he'd had a dream about his father coming back--you know about his dad, right?
Anywiz, last night he had this dream his father came back and was going to kill him. He figures it's because he read what those Dogstar people wrote in the journals yesterday. Thing is, I guess Archer really hated his dad. For leaving him and his mum and for being a traitor. Did you know MLE questioned him and his cousin--watshername, the Slytherin one--only Archer couldn't tell them anything because he hadn't talked to his father in years. Well, I guess he did tell them something--last night he told me he told MLE he was glad his father was dead.
I mean, yeah. That's dead awful, innit?
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I wish you hadn't said this.
I mean, I don't have nightmares, but if I did, it'd be this. It'd be Percy telling Mr Malfoy something about my parents, and maybe not because he really even had to, like to save his neck if something happened, but just because he thinks he's so much better than the rest of us and thinks they're not trying hard enough to be good whatever-
I don't even know.
But I wish-
You really think the Woods were like us?
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Only I was already thinking about it yesterday and now with Archer
I'm sorry, Ron.
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The Woods were a lot like you lot.
Remember when they took me to see the ocean, since I'd never been? They didn't tell me where we were going, they just woke me up before dawn and we flew in the dark and then the sun rose and I could see it all spread out in front of me. And we had a picnic.
I suppose that's not exactly the sort of thing your parents would do. Your Mum's a lot more practical than Mrs Woods was. She'd have sent me off to see the ocean with you and the Twins and a picnic basket but I doubt she'd have woken me up while it was still dark so I'd see it at sunrise.
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But if we'd known it was nift to see the sunrise, we might've done. The twins and me, I mean. We like to go off exploring.
Listen. I've been thinking about you getting to see your parents this summer. And I really meant it, I want to help you do that. I mean, I know it's not close, but we're sort of on the way there, right? And, well, anywiz, you should go, and I'll help. Just say how.
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What's the furthest you've flown in a day?
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We're pretty tired after one of those days, but we do lots of stuff while we're out and about, y'know.
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