| Toujours Pur, or: My shit of a brother. |
[Apr. 8th, 2008|08:28 pm] |
Private to the Gryffindors
Why is it that my so-called brother seems to feel the need to do everything that our parents wanted and more? Hanging out with the gang of Purebloods that everyone knows supports You-Know-Who. Hexing students simply because they're Muggleborn (and Lily, if he says a word to you, tell me so that I can kick his arse). Sometimes I wonder if we're actually related.
And then sometimes I don't, because it's not at all hard for me to believe that we share the same blood. We're more alike than it seems. |
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[Apr. 5th, 2008|03:12 pm] |
You know what sucks? Having people tell you that you're an insensitive jerk who snogs girls and then doesn't give a damn about their feelings.
And then proving them right.
I'm sorry. |
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| Light sabers and odd females. (or, can we please be at Hogwarts already?) |
[Apr. 1st, 2008|08:46 pm] |
Women are strange. It's true. I mean, Alice darling, you'll back me up on this, right? You're about as strange as they come.
In other news- everyone, Muggleborns and Purebloods alike- should go to the cinema and see Star Wars. It is fantastic. And gave me lots of ideas for new pranks. Prongs, remind me to get back to you on that.
Private to the Marauders:
We should totally prank Snivellus at the feast. Okay, well, we should prank someone. Doesn't have to be Snivellus, he's just the first one that came to mind. Frank. We'll prank Frank. Ooh, that rhymes.
Let me know. |
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