I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good Private Message to Sally Anne

[alt_ron]

Hiya.

What are you doing? I'm in my room since Mum seemed in a mood to talk, and I didn't really want to answer a whole load of questions. I think she caught Ginny instead.

Anywiz. I miss you.

Yeah. I know, I just left there--how long ago?--an hour and a half? But, y'know.

I wish I didn't always have to come home.


So what are you doing?

Comments

[alt_sally_anne]

Well what if it were a really large house? Maybe everyone could have their own flat, almost, but with something like a common room for everyone to gather in? Only it would be a common room where it was all our friends, instead of just your house mates (so you'd never have to see Finnigan and I'd never have to see Zabini.)

But you're right about the security concerns, unfortunately. Sort of spoils the fun of imagining it.

[alt_ron]

Sorry. I don't know when I started thinking like that--about all the things that could go wrong with everything. In CCF, I guess, but really it was this year with Umbridge and Fleet and Fawcett and that night at Ministry when we didn't think what could go wrong. I mean, I'm glad we did, but I guess the Order are part of what's making me think like that. Mind you, if we could all just move into Grimmauld Place, that'd be brilliant. A totally safe house. And so wizard.

[alt_sally_anne]

No, don't apologise. I think that way a lot. It's good to know I'm not just paranoid.


12 GP would be brilliant but it would be awfully crowded considering how many people live there already.

[alt_ron]

Yeah. That's what comes of spending so much time with Slytherins. It rubs off.