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"It's going to be all right, sir," Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We're nearly there ... I can Apparate us both back ... don't worry ..."
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."
For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do.
Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.
Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.
Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.
Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A Day

Hello. It's been a while now, eh? Update, update, update.

First of all, I wanna tell you something. Please, stay calm. I am now a fan of JB. Oh you know him, the purple ninja. The one with the hair that makes girls go crazy- all over the world. Yeah, that's the one. The one that goes "Baby, baby, baby, oh ohhh~" and people hate him for no fucking good reason at all. Oh well, fuck the haters. 



Next, my cousins. Yeah, they're killing. All of them. Including those two in England. Oh when are they coming back here? I heard Hafa (his nickname) is bringing some friends over. And Aaron, too. The house will surely be extra crowded this month. Or next month.

Grr. That's the problem, Hafa won't tell me when they're coming! Just now, we kinda made a deal, he tells me the exact date and he doesn't have to bring me presents from the UK. Or, he shuts up about the mysterious date and bring me whatever I want. I chose the first deal and he told me they'll be here on July 27th. But that's a total lie, I protested. He told me he'd come with me, to the Spring, to watch Harry Potter 7 Part 2. The premiere. Oh my god, the very last. 

After Hafa, there's this little guy, Arfan. He is such a cute... monster. Tee hee. He eats everything and he cries when I carry him! How unfair! Everyone in the house gets to carry him without his screams and everything. Everyone except me.

And then Farida. My lazy and yet favourite cousin. I wanted her to accompany me to the library today but she refused to, saying she's lazy as an excuse. Oh so lame. I just wanted to send something to Ammierul and then go back home. Ugh. But it turned out that Ammierul canceled his plan. Nice.

Whoa, it's half past midnight. I just need to write more. So, for a start, how's my writing?

Posted by Luna Saphira at 12:41 AM  

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