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September 1st...Oh Joy, Is That Potter?
My friends are all out to get me.
Sorting, Mayhem, and Yelling
"I'VE GOT MORE THAN SPIRIT!"
Races, Maps, and Very Strange Irish Girls
This is all Smithe's fault, somehow. I swear.
Amortentia and Potter
Why Slughorn? Why?
Marauders, Mary, and Marriages
What the heck went wrong with the world?
Lovely Messes and Not a Lot of Creativity
The Fates hate me. And James Potter has no creativity whatsoever.
Broom Cupboards and Slughorn
I'm going to die. Enough said.
Fighting, Gibb Slaps, and House Elves With Gambling Problems
Whoa. We have some malicious House Elves in our kitchens.
Quidditch Practice, Orange Lollipops, and Veela Pretty Boys
Despite the fact that my best friend likes to sing French lullabies before she sleeps and my other best friend likes to hum various pop songs about twisted relationships while she "moisturizes", I'd like to think I'm sane.
Fighting, Screaming, Plotting, and Acting Like Kids
"BAD WORDS! BAD WORDS, BAD WORDS, BAD WORDS!"
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