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July 31st, 2008
01:41 am
Well, It's hard to believe I didn't return to Hogwarts. Mum and Dad wouldnt have been too pleased with me, but I honestly don't think that I couldh ave handled the stress of N.E.W.T.s and all that mess. I know that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, Well, Voldemort is dead and everything, but I'd be too chicken to be in front of everyone, I mean, that prick killed my mother from not joining his side! At least My parents are together again. I'll join them one day, I think....
Auntie Gwenog has me staying with her in London since she is taking a break from Quidditch to be with me. She'll help me get my flat closer to November when the flat has bought be is finished, so I'll be hapy about that and she even told me that everything from the old house that was mine, along with all of my mum's beauty dresses and jewelry will be sent to me. Yes, I know..I don't seem the girly girl type, but that's peoples option about me, goodness. I was at the Yule Ball..I just had on a plain black dress, but I still looked like a girl for goodness sake.
I found out from Tom, the owner at the Leaky Cauldron that I got the job there to help him out. He loved my parents, though he acted like he hated a lot of people, he told me that they were actual some of his favorite people among the Weasleys and some of my fellow classmates.
I am a barmaid...Not a Quidditch Player, but a barmaid. Oh, well gotta start out small, right?
I'm bored and Aunt Gwenog is out and about..doing lord knows what with some old classmates of hers andI need company since I have no clue who stayed and who is returning to school.....Any takers? And no, no one will see or bug my aunt and try to get her autograph...She says it freaks her out when my friends do that, thoughshe loves a good number of them for their letters.
Damn, I'm a rambler...Just like my father.
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