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Say goodbye to the twins,
This was this then. I feel like I am unable to continue playing the twins.
I have, and will always, love their characters and I will remember all that has happened to them, and between them and other characters, with a smile on my lips.
Hurts me to say that I can not carry on playing them - I hope the mun that will come after me will do a good job on them. He or she will have a clean sheet, a new beginning as well as a new journal.
Much love to all,
Saloma
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[25 Mar 2003|08:15am] |
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I spoke to Katie today, I think we cleared up most of this whole "situation". Or at least we reached an understanding.
I don't know what will happen, we decided to wait and see what the future holds.
//George
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[22 Mar 2003|10:20pm] |
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I was the idiot, the fool - and everything else in between.
I should have seen it coming, I should have just used my head.
Now it's too late - to late to change anything. What has been made is made, it cannot be undone by any craft or magic we mere mortals posses...
I am the fool and idiot, and I certainly are the asshole too...
//George, prof. asshole
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[15 Mar 2003|07:44pm] |
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*feels his eyes fill with tears, but forces them away with the back of his hand before he starts writing*
I'm a git, a useless blockhead, I do nothing right, all I can do proper is to lie and hurt...
I don't know why I even breath any more, Parkinson was right when she said I was never to be born... I'm worthless. I should have said something. But did I do that? No! *hits his fist at the desk*
I was too scared, too scared to tell her the truth - so I took the "safe"-way out of it. I lied.
How stupid of me, if-if ... if I just had been brave enough to tell her, then I wouldn't have hurt her now.
But I was afraid to loose her before she even was mine, so I never told her. So instead of making the right thing I made the wrong and ended up hurting her more than I could ever dream off... *sobs, but forces the tears away again*
I was never worth her, Parkinson has been right all along - I'm an asshole.
//George, the asshole signing off...
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| Madness at Zonko's; anyone particularly found of chickens might come by (and buy all of them)... |
[11 Mar 2003|11:12pm] |
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Apparently G-man can't write.
He was to order two hundred rubber chickens, be ended up ordering two hundred ALIVE chickens - he's down at Zonko's making sure the place is still there when it opens tomorrow... *shrugs his shoulders* I know he might have wanted to see the meteor shower together with Katie, sorry Katie - but this is his mess after all...
Oh well, I hope he can convince the company to take the chickens back...
Note to self: Never let George write the Ordering forms!
--Fred
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| Owl for Guinevere Anne Weasley |
[04 Mar 2003|09:42pm] |
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*an old and scruffy looking barn owl sweeps into the infirmary, carrying two packages and a small note*
( Happy birthday Ginny! )
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| The doom of the baby brother... |
[27 Feb 2003|02:46pm] |
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I'm not confused any more. That's a really good thing with all these Slytherins and other evil dark creatures are sweeping around in the castle. I know that I'm in love, and that it's not very much like me to say so. I know that Katie is the light in this gloomy castle, and that I'm in love with her.
And that I can't trust you with errands if she's in the castle.
Hey! It wasn't her fault I never talked to Sibyll! Pansy was there. In the tower. Being a bitch. To my sweetheart! I don't stay in a place that has been polluted by Slytherins too long to get infected, and I sure hell won't let Katie do so!
*rolls his eyes at George* Could you please stop.
*changes subject* BTW, who won the game of Exploding snap? I think I did, you left so sudden that you must have given up to me ^_^
*laughs* Me, lose to you? No chance!
Wanna try and beat me? *mischief glittering in his eyes*
Try? I'll succeed!
We'll see about that, baby brother!
Oh Merlin how much I hate you!
Tell me when you've lost.
*playful anger* I sure as hell will!
*grins broadly* See, you've already lost!
You tricked me!
*laughs* Of cause I did.
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| Oh, for Merlin's sake... |
[21 Feb 2003|12:04pm] |
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It's now official! My "love life" is seriously more screwed up than that of Sirius Black, and I don't even need crazy fangirls to follow me around. I seem to manage that fairly much on my own... Go figure...
Katie, *smiles sweetly* if you want to talk I'll be in the Gryffindor common room later tonight *winks*
Pansy, if you insist on that we need to talk then seek me up - I don't really care if you do or not.
Any one else with the messed up idea that you need to talk something over with me just do so!
Katie, I'm not toying with you, I hope you understand that...
//George
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| Whatever... |
[19 Feb 2003|08:18am] |
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Nothing much has happened since the day before the ball. I still look like an over sized Easter egg, but it's starting to wear off now.
I actually sneaked into the Great Hall yesterday to eat, and I talked with Susan. She's really nice, didn't even mention my skin tones, I really do see why Harry fancy her.
Talking about fancying, I haven't seen Blaise lately - wonder where she's hiding; or maybe it's just that I have been in my room the past couple of days hoping that the pastel colours will disappear... (If she doesn't show up soon I'll have to buy some of those "Melancholy curses" and eat myself laughing...)
--Fred
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[16 Feb 2003|10:31am] |
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I've been in the infirmary the whole morning, hoping that there is a chance to turn my skin back to it's normal colour.
No such luck.
Blaise is going to kill me!
The professors just laughed when Lockhart turned me into pastel-colours!
I even liked McGonagall and Lupin once. Damn they are evil - and who in his right state of mind gives Lockhart a wand? Who?
I'll be in my room sulking if you need me; sorry Blaise but I'm not showing myself in public looking like this...
--Fred
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| A strange day... |
[15 Feb 2003|10:09pm] |
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[BLOCK everybody]I don't know what happened, or why or how. It just happened, it wasn't planed. It isn't something I am happy and proud of, but I'm not ashamed of it.
To be honest I liked it, I am somehow happy it happened.
I am.
But I still don't want it out, what is anyone found out? I couldn't bear it, what if Ronniekins found out? Then I'm in trouble, and I wouldn't want Ron as my enemy.
No, we have a shared enemy - the Slytherins.
Or do we still have that?[/BLOCK everybody]
I am so confused...
//George Wealsey
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| Not much to say... |
[14 Feb 2003|09:17pm] |
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Apparently Black is Malfoy's father, Draco that is; and it seems like the poor boy is in denial...
It also appears like both Pansy and my brother, George, has some kind of split personality disorder - they didn't scream at each other, but were still in the same room...
G-man was polite *is confused* and helped her up when she was too tipsy to stand straight, and she kissed him because of it...
Strange day's, strange and evil...
--Fred
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| Catch up... |
[14 Feb 2003|12:25am] |
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So after a small walk I am back - seems like people have been scared that I wasn't alive. But Fred didn't seem too happy with me being back. Angie almost killed me with a hug, jeez! It was only a week! I've been gone longer on walks...
Oh well, Pansy had apparently been gone somewhere, the Quidditch pitch rolling in the mud I guess, being all dirty - or maybe it's just the fact that she's a Slytherin - and tired. Her dirtiness and/or tiredness didn't stop me from annoying her, (sorry Ronniekins, I know you want me not to fight with her, being your date and all, but I can't help it...). So we kissed in the middle of the hall, don't know if I accomplished something with it or if I just got my mouth dirty... At least most of the people in the hall looked like they were about to vomit *laughs* Maybe I did accomplish something after all...
I still haven't spoken to Sirius, even though he asked us to do so some weeks ago, he's a hard man to find I must say...
//George
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| I hope I dreamt that... |
[08 Feb 2003|05:08am] |
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If I ever had a thing for Snape I don't now - not now not EVER!
I was down in the library with George, Bill, Lockhart, Professor Trelawney and some students as well, when Trelawney just got up and kissed Snape! Do I need to tell you how grose it is to see two professors snogging? Can't they keep their tongues inside their mouths? Snape was dumbstruck - he just glared at her without being able to say a word - poor bloke was probably in shock. I have no problem with professors having a sexual-life - to be honest Remus and Sirius are just too cute - but when it come to the likes of Snape...
I won't even finish that...
And this whole student/professor paring that has been going on - I'm not against it as long as I don't need to see them snogging in the corridors - oh and if you wonder - I'm no professor so I can kiss students where ever I like as long as I don't do anything else in public...
*rolls eyes*
By the way, anyone else heard that howler to Lockhart a bit earlier? Professor Trealawney is a bit odd I must say...
I feel a bit bad about it now, it was I who "made" Snape kiss Gildy - and now he's dateless.
*mocks George* You know you will burn in hell for that one, right?
For ever and every...
But it's not very funny Fred - actually I was pretty content with myself after seeing Gildy reaction to Snape's kiss. He was grinning broadly, clinging to Snape trying to kiss him back. I feel pretty awful knowing that I made Gildy happy and then sad when he knew that it was I who made Snape kiss him, not Snape himself; and this about the howler doesn't make me feel the least better...
Don't worry too much over it, Lockhart will come over it - after all he seems to be on a constant sugar rush.
Speaking of rush... Did you see how fast Bill stopped lecturing me about curses and ran after Flour?
She is half veela - what did you expect...
Do you think I could ask her to come in every time Bill decides I made something stupid?
*laughs* No, I don't think you could make her to do anything unless she has something to gain from it...
Just out of curiosity - what was that you spoke to Bill and Trelawney about?
The "Cedric" business - Bill said he believes it has something to do with *voice turns to almost a whisper* you-know-who...
What? You-know-who? He's dead and gone now, isn't he? Dad said he is, I'm not going to listen to either you or Bill - he's gone and I know it!
Suit yourself... but can you then come up with a logical explanation to why a person who has been dead for almost three years, from the Avada Kedavra Curse, comes back to school looking more healthy than he ever did in life?
*makes fast thinking* Polyjuice Potion?
That IS black magic if you didn't know.
I know, but it's not fully forbidden. You can find it in older potion books - "Potions for the troubled" in the potion section of the library writes about it, not stating it as a black potion...
...then again "Potions for the troubled" are from 1656, which was a very dark year in history... ...that is if I didn’t dream that during Binns lesson in my second year...
Can't believe you read that crap.
I needed it in my research, it does have a pretty good register over roots and herbs.
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| Signed up for my own //painful// death... |
[06 Feb 2003|11:59pm] |
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I think I made an enemy in Snape as if he wasn't already...
It was nothing serious really - I only used "basio agnatus" on him - he kissed Gildy (I think I'm allowed to call him that) and it looked disgusting/! *laughs*
No, it's not from that sheet if you wonder Bill - it's from "1001 modern hexes", a personal favourite if you ask *smiles*
Oh, yeah - almost forgot, I think I also made Bill a bit angry with me for sending dad that sheet of curses and hexes instead of giving it to him...
On a lighter note - dad really like that list *grins*
//George...
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| The biggest fool of them all.... |
[06 Feb 2003|01:00am] |
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So I had a talk with Katie today in the library. She apperently thinks she's not good enough for Ollie and that would never notice her. She's sooo wrong. But it seems like there is nothing I can do to change her mind about that. *sigh* I tried to tell her that she is lovely and that he would be a fool not to notice her....
...then again he is a fool - I think he think a quaffle is more attractive than a nice looking Gryffindor girl!
Pansy is still pissing me off - this time she was ALL OVER Ronniekins!
//George
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| Hexes, spells, curses - and Snape?!? |
[05 Feb 2003|07:42pm] |
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I finally got some time off working and went for a walk around the castle - I'm happy I did.
Some where down in the dungeons I found this interesting sheet of paper that looked like it fell from a small book - or something. On it was written about thirty different spells, curses and hexes.
I think recognise the "s":es, but why would Snape run around with something like that if he hadn't confiscated it from some student... ...but then again I’ve seen him use one of these hair-hexes on Lockhart...
The most interesting part of this is I only know the incarnation for five of these from before, and heard of two of the others during DADA-class in my sixth year.
A couple have a small skull next to them the black magic ones I think. I really should send this sheet to dad while some of the curses could count as unforgiven curses - but what's the fun in that?
And would I really say no to make Malfoy puking water or run around the Great Hall naked while everyone around laughed? I really don't think so.
BTW who makes up spells to turn someones internal organs into a mash and then hex it into oblivion?
//George
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| Mum and dad... |
[01 Feb 2003|11:33pm] |
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Mum sent us an owl with both a short note and some Fudge attached. The note was actually not saying anything more than mum usually tells me and George when she is annoyed with something that isn't us. She said she's worried that we don't eat enough and that we are skinny - what does she want us to look like? Aunt Hairball's cat, who can't even stand up because his stomach is so big that it touches the floor?
To be honest it was I who were the reason for the annoyance; or not really the reason, but we could say that she found the halter and created the horse...
I just said that I swore upon her grave - which is just a saying (usually G-man is there to tell me she's not dead and I should swear upon something else. Next time I'll swear upon Uncle Sweatytoes' Christmas-socks - I promise!) which is just a saying that you could trust my word...
So now she's all worked up and believes that dad have bought her a plot somewhere away from the Weasley family Mausoleum - which he hasn't.
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| High levelled confusion... |
[30 Jan 2003|11:06pm] |
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I'm not sure what happened in the Study hall.
I woke up to see a petrified Parkinson in front of me and a couple of angry/annoyed Slytherins who wondered which twin I were - I can only guess what was going on...
--Fred
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