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 Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 4:55 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 4:56 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 5:03 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 5:05 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:08 pm
Fred woke up the next day with a slight headache and one thought. 'She thinks I'm delicious?' "George, how much of last night actually happened?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:12 pm
George groaned adn rubbed his head. "Considering our luck, either all of it or none of it."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:18 pm
Fred sighed. "And I can't tell which would be better..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:24 pm
George sighed. "Breakfast?" He decided on keeping syllables to a minimum this morning.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:34 pm
Fred nodded. "Sure." He got up and began to get dressed.
Adalae pulled her pillow over her head and moaned. "Why do we have to have a sun...?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:42 pm
Marilyn ruffled her already disheveled hair. "Some genius thought it would help protect us from vampires. b*****d."
George shuffled his way to the great hall. "I'm kind of hoping last night was a halucination. If I have to deal with it being real, I'll probably end up in St. Mungos."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:48 pm
Adalae sat up. "Pffft! We don't need protection from vampires. Hell, they tend to need protection from everybody else."
Fred shrugged. "We'll probably end up there anyway."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 3:02 pm
Marilyn groaned. "Racism rants plus hangover equals no. You know what fixes hangovers...toast. Okay, thats a lie, but I just really want toast."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 3:14 pm
"Toast is good." Adalae got up and got dressed. It didn't take the girls long to get to the Great Hall.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 3:20 pm
The twins were already sitting at the Gryffindor table looking a little miserable. The girls slid in across from them. Marilyn sighed. "Morning...you can decide what kind it is."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 3:25 pm
Fred looked up from putting jam on his toast. "Odd."
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