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 Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 6:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:36 am
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vivacious_red Dear Mr. Potter,
We are delighted to inform you that you have been denied from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you HAD been excepted then we would have taken you away from your residence where you are often abused and starved for 'mysterious' occurances that by others would be seen as magic, but we are deciding to cast a blind eye to and dismiss it as "coincidences'. You could have most likely grown to become the greatest wizard of all time, but we have decided to deprive you of that just because we can. At school you could have made the first friends you would have ever had, but now that you aren't going because we won't let you come you will probably never make a real friend ever in your continuously and progressivly more miserable life ::cheesy smile::. If you are wondering why you weren't excepted just remember that it was probably all your fault, and then also because we just can.
Your, would-have-been, Deputy Headmistress,
Minerva McGonagal
P.S. Oh yeah, and about your parents, that car crash...well we'll just let you figure that out for yourself. Tootles!
xd
sometimes I love that you're my sister...
that was brilliant |
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 4:52 am
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Morfin Gaunt sits at his desk in the Muggle Liason Office at the Ministry of Magic. He humms an old Elvis classic and adjusts his $5,000 tie on his much more expensive suit while he waits for his next client. Begins sharpening pencils with a flick of his wand when a dazed looking muggle walks in and sits in the chair facing Morfin. He sets down the pencil and wand and leans over to shake the hand of the muggle and says, in clear english, "Hello, my name is Godric, I'll be reviewing your case." The muggle continues to stare blankly. "I see you've already been to the Obliviator's Office, so I'll just tell you that the horrible man who turned you into goat has had his bar in Hogmeade re-posesed and he will be serving 3 months in Azcaban, but then, since you're sill foggy from the charm, I might as well tell you that I'm a homosexual and I think you're looking mighty fine...you wanna go out before your memory comes back." Muggle continues to stare, not seeming to take in a word. "Alright then, I know a hotel with a good bar down the street..." Morfin pulls his suit case out from under his desk and opens it, "I hope you like spandex and leather...because this bar's got a dress code." he says as he pulls out a pair of leather chaps, a pair of hot pink spandex pants, a spiked collar, a tail, and a leash... ninja
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I worry about myself sometimes...
but then in is 5am, and I haven't gone to bed yet... |
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 5:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 5:20 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 10:43 am
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Snape:
Quote: Well done, Harry! 10 points to Gryffindor!!!!!
Ron:
Quote: OOO!!!!!!! A spider! Can I keep it Mum, please????
Hermione:
Quote: Forget about studying!!!!
Filch to Fred & George:
Quote: Here are your dungbombs!!
Fred and George:
Quote: I wish we stayed in school
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 3:32 pm
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KTweirdchick Morfin Gaunt sits at his desk in the Muggle Liason Office at the Ministry of Magic. He humms an old Elvis classic and adjusts his $5,000 tie on his much more expensive suit while he waits for his next client. Begins sharpening pencils with a flick of his wand when a dazed looking muggle walks in and sits in the chair facing Morfin. He sets down the pencil and wand and leans over to shake the hand of the muggle and says, in clear english, "Hello, my name is Godric, I'll be reviewing your case." The muggle continues to stare blankly. "I see you've already been to the Obliviator's Office, so I'll just tell you that the horrible man who turned you into goat has had his bar in Hogmeade re-posesed and he will be serving 3 months in Azcaban, but then, since you're sill foggy from the charm, I might as well tell you that I'm a homosexual and I think you're looking mighty fine...you wanna go out before your memory comes back." Muggle continues to stare, not seeming to take in a word. "Alright then, I know a hotel with a good bar down the street..." Morfin pulls his suit case out from under his desk and opens it, "I hope you like spandex and leather...because this bar's got a dress code." he says as he pulls out a pair of leather chaps, a pair of hot pink spandex pants, a spiked collar, a tail, and a leash... ninja
sweatdrop
I worry about myself sometimes...
but then in is 5am, and I haven't gone to bed yet...
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Shudder
Being your sister, I will forget I ever read that. And then just sit at my desk twiddling my thumbs thinking about the weather... |
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 2:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:42 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 7:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 7:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 7:50 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 3:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 5:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 5:13 pm
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