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( Frank Longbottom )

( Private )

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[Qamar]
Do you still have that vodka bottle?

[James]
I realize this is not the best time, but could do you think we have a t- talk?

[Qamar]
I've been neglecting you in favor of Eddie lately. How are you doing?

[Eddie]
How is your arm? It isn't giving you trouble, is it? If it is, you should- Maybe you should take a few days off practice, just in case- Take it easy, alright? [/]

Sometimes I think eleven year old kids are too young to be away from their parents. There are some who adapt better and faster than others, of course, but the first year is never too easy. I had luck in that my dad father is one of the professors, but my siblings and I are the exception to the rule. Even I had trouble getting around, and not getting lost in the way to class… so I wasn’t surprised when I ran into a young Hufflepuff today, in my way to have breakfast.

Apparently it was his first time going to the Great Hall alone, and he had taken a wrong turn, climbed up the wrong stairs, and sprained his ankle on one of the trick steps. Were they always that small? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t that tiny back then- I’m sure books could be filled with stories of ‘funny things that happened during my first year’.

Well. At least it is rarely something Madame Zest and some cookies cannot solve.

[Qamar]
I forgot to tell you about this.

[spell-o-taped in, the invitation to the HMC]

Do you think I could help make the club gayer than it already seems? If orgies are carried out in this, I might as well start collecting signatures.
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In view of the current events, and assuming this spout of bad luck is anything like the flu, I'm going to ask you, Will, Tristan and Eddie (especially you, Eddie), to promise you will be going to the infirmary if you happen to fall down the stairs. Or off your broom. Or hurt in any way. ...Of course, this does not give you a free pass to bother Madame Zest with scratches.


The same goes for the rest of you, although I guess I can't really make you promise anything, can I?

Hm. Maybe I could bribe you offer cookies an incentive.