I know we're probably supposed to say that we're going to miss this place, but I just want to get out. The day we get on the train won't come soon enough, that's for sure. If it's any indication, I can honestly say that I didn't lose this journal; my time has been spent revising endlessly for the NEWTs and ...practicing. And to what end? My brain is almost completely numb. So, though I really shouldn't have to say it, no, I won't be helping anyone revise for anything anymore. I'm going mad as it is.
And I can definitely handle a broomstick, thankyouverymuch. Add to that the fact that I don't actually care to die anytime soon, and whoever keeps posting the rumours is just as accurate as they've always been about anyone. Congratulations.
And I can definitely handle a broomstick, thankyouverymuch. Add to that the fact that I don't actually care to die anytime soon, and whoever keeps posting the rumours is just as accurate as they've always been about anyone. Congratulations.
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uncomfortable
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