I think I spent last night with the fire whiskey, I seem to remember that the party was crap, but I woke up this morning in the bedroom and Frank told me that I vomited and I think something happened at the party that I missed by being busy pouring the whiskey and everybody has been gossiping about it but I have not hear
in the room are my parents and my uncles and my cousins dinner and probably reminding each other how important they are, but I do not care be in my room like at Christmas, is better than having to endure a meal with them
Keach brought me dinner and I think the bastard is not everything and I have brought hunger. you know who hit the garbage? McGonagall was furious this skill
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