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(no subject)
I'm trying to add up numbers from some of the documents Alice left behind and I've done it three times and gotten three completely different results. Whose idea was it to make me Alice's backup, anyway? They were a lunatic.
It's not that I like transforming but this is the sort of month that makes me think it's the lesser evil. Poor Luna.
(no subject)
Just use the calculatus spell, do you remember it, from the map? It'll do the sums. Might give you more than you need, I suppose.
Or don't do it. It'll keep, surely.
(no subject)
I don't need you to growl at anyone; I'm entirely capable of growling at people myself. If you want to come up here and be pleasant and personable so I don't have to talk to anyone, that might work.
Knowing that the entire Order is not in a conspiracy to irritate me is not making people less irritating.
(no subject)
Anyway, you're not the only one itching. I wanted -
I don't know what I wanted. Want. I want people to tell me they're sorry but I want people to leave me the fuck alone. I want a big acknowledgement of his sacrifice and I want to spend the day in a form where I don't have to think about it at all. I want them to tell me what they remember about him, but not ask me to share my memories, because they're too few and too precious to squander.
I want him back. I want to be done with this stupid war. I want to resurrect Tom Riddle just so I can kill him with my bare hands this time.
See. Not very reasonable.
(no subject)
Except for resurrecting Tom Riddle. Settle for killing Bellatrix Lestrange, instead.
(no subject)
Maybe we'll be lucky and they'll poke their heads out of London where we can get to them.
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Or that we could start receiving shipments from outside before the 1st. Or that I hadn't given Allie my last good spliff.
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Where's she gone this time, anyway? I can't even keep track. Probably she and Draco are the lucky ones, getting to consume themselves with work. Now that the anti-polyjuice barrier is finished, I haven't even got that to tinker with.
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Of course, I can't find it now. So I can't tell you where she is.
(no subject)
You know what would help us both? A ride. Fancy going out on the bike?
(no subject)
You know what, they can manage without me for an hour. I'll see you in five minutes.