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June 2007

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this is serious business, mad at you

My mum sent me an owl this morning. Apparently, she went to Diagon Alley. How she managed that, I don't know, but I learned a long time ago that my mother was off. Very off.  

I've had it sitting on my desk and haven't read it all day, because I don't really care.

But I bet if I don't reply, she'll just send another one...

So, my cousin's getting married. Which must be the biggest news in our family of the year. I don't even know what she thought she'd accomplish by telling me, anyway. I wouldn't go even if there was some kind of monetary payment involved.


Who said I never had a problem before? And I'm not hiding anything much, Padma.

Are you serious about not minding?
Anthony, you're one of the most intelligent boys in our year. I think you can fill out a point form.

And of course you're hiding something. But it must be pretty important if you won't tell me so I'll let you keep your secret.
You won't...bother me about it? Not that I have a secret, mind you. Just curious.
Well you're not going to tell me what it is, are you? And I've known you since we were 11; if I pester you, you'll just stop talking to me altogether. That would make patrolling very lonely and boring.
Er, thanks, Padma.
You're quite welcome, Anthony.