Nor.

Oh man, I love it when my birthday comes around. My mom sent me a ton of stuff. Mostly delicious kinds of stuff. If you're nice, I'll share.

( Private to Friends Only! )

....Whoever was throwing that dust rubbish around is a real arsehole.

GOOD JOB SLYTHERIN QUIDDITCH!

We totally kicked arse out there! Party?!

[Private to Slytherin Quidditch Team]

Festivities?

I want a device like that. That'd be awesome.

Alright, it's been decided -- anyone lacking New Years plans should come by my parents place for a New Years celebration! Food, drinks, music, and just good old fashion fun. The adults will most likely be in the drawing room doing whatever so we've got the rest of the place to do whatever we'd like.


Emma, I'll be by your place to pick you up in a few hours.

I really need to start on Christmas shopping......

Eh... I'll worry about that later. Good job on the play everyone. It was kind of boring good.

Emma? Christmas dance?

[Private to Self]

Bollocks. We should have had that match. It should have been our win. Now we look even worse with the Longbottom girl in the hospital wing and all of the bad comments about Annie. I'm a shite friend. I should have stood up for her, but how do I do that against my housemates, whom are also friends? I'm not supposed to care about half-bloods or muggle-borns.

So I'm just going to pretend I didn't see anything.
Which is even worse...

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We'll get you next time, Gryffindor.

I've just about got my Harvest Ball costume assembled. It's going to be brilliant.

Hogwarts has WAY too many damn rules, I think I've broken like half of these myself... 

Good evening, Hogwarts.

[Private to Emma]
What is it? What do you want me to do? I didn't have time to respond to your thing earlier. I was being a good Prefect. Or pretending, at least.

[Private to Self]

I don't want to admit it, but being a Prefect is kind of... hard. FUN and AWESOME, especially when punishing someone... but hard. Decision making.... not always my favourite. No wonder Albus wanted to give it up. I can't say I blame him...
Pressure, decisions, people looking up to you... it's a lot...

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Slythering Quidditch team FOR. THE. WIN.

Just sayin'.

It's almost back to Hogwarts time! My last year. I still need to decide on a bleeding career... Not really looking forward to NEWTs but got a while to wait, right?

OH, and -- Who's excited for Prefect Pucey? Raise your hands!

This Summer's been crazy with all of the things going on. Lets see how crazy Hogwarts'll get, hm?

[Private to Emma]

Is there any way you could get permission to come over this afternoon? My mum asked me to invite you over for tea and supper, if you'll come.

What the hell
That doesn't even make any sense

Uh.

[Private to Albus Potter]
So, Al... any particular reason why your Prefect badge has been mysteriously handed to me, instead? I'm not sure I like this...
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I'm confused.

[Private to Emma]
Still on to meet for tonight, for your birthday?
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I'm back!

From France. It was pretty fun. Good to be back though.

[Private to Emma]
You free tomorrow?
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How's England been since I've been gone?

Well, France is quite nice. I'm relaxing for a bit while the parents decide where they want to have supper. Father is all for just getting something a little more English, but mother wants to go to one of the authentic French wizarding restaurants. I pissed them both off by suggesting Muggle fast food as a joke. Whoops. Remind me to butt out next time, yeah? I really was just joking. I wouldn't want to eat at one of those places anyway.

I sent out a couple gifts today. Does anyone else want anything? I'm all for getting my friends souvenirs, as long as they want it! Just let me know before I head back home.

I think a decision's been made, Mum won.
Have a good night, everyone.

[Private to Emma Gulch]
Did you get your gifts yet? I hope you like them.
[/Private]

[Private to Saoirse McLaggen]
I know we're not necessarily close or anything, but I wish you a happy and quick recovery. I'm sorry you were attacked. Get well soon, alright?
[/private]

Off to France tomorrow. Mum's idea. Brilliant. Father's not too amused, but whatever.

Anyone want any souvenirs? Dumb bints need not ask.

Have a great Summer Hols, guys. See a good portion of you lot next year.

It's my birthday today, so mother is having a cake made. I think I'll be purchasing a new broom with my birthday money. I've been thinking of getting an upgraded model for a while now.

Mum also seems to want to go to France this summer. Dad doesn't sound too thrilled and has been arguing his point against it. I've no problems with France. Been there I was younger, was pretty neat. Can't understand a word of French though.

Today I woke up and went to visit Cuddles my owl to send off a letter to mum.


BUT ALL I SAW WERE BLOODY UNICORNS.
EVERY LAST ONE OF THE OWLS WERE BLEEDING UNICORNS.

WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF FAIRY TALE IS THIS.

I barely passed the Apparition test. I left behind a tiny fragment of my sneaker. Apparently, it wasn't enough to be disqualified for technical reasons. It could have fallen off before, or whatever.

Doesn't matter, I PASSED.

Hogsmeade was great. The play was uh boring as crap fine too. Good job everyone.

[Private to Emma]
How are you doing? I enjoyed our outing. It was -- I hope you like your present-- Did you like the kitten?
Tomorrow, find me for breakfast, we'll go out onto the grounds and eat... like a picnic.
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GOOD JOB SLYTHERIN!

Scorpius, mate, you kicked ass out there.

Oh MAN, that was such a wicked match.

WHOO!

I LIED in my last post.

Promise.

NOW LETS NOT GET ALL UPPITY!

I still need a hug, though.