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[06 Aug 2008 @ 11:01pm] |
{Private to Self}
When you kiss a girl, you shouldn't suddenly stop because it gives them the wrong idea. When a girl kisses you, you shouldn't kiss her back and then push her away and put a lot of distance between the both of you. You again give them the wrong idea. Girls are bloody fucking hard to understand.
{Private to Gabrielle}
If you wake up before I get back, don't panic. Just going to get some breakfast for us.
{Private to Bill Weasley}
I haven't heard from you lately. How is everything with your family? Brie Gabrielle is still safe, like I promised, and we're laying low until you let me know it's safe to bring her home. Let her sister know I promise not to let anything happen to her, yeah? I don't want you lot to worry over her being alone with me or unprotected. I would protect her with my life
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[26 Jul 2008 @ 2:32am] |
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{Private to Bill Weasley}
I Brie told me to I'm Dennis Creevey, uh... Brie's friend. I'm sorry I took her to somewhere unknown to you all, but I didn't really think of anywhere else to go-- Sorry. I just wanted to get her somewhere safe and away from everything that was happening.
We're currently inside the chruch on an island, deserted, called L'Île-aux-Marins? I understand if you want to come and get her, I am sure she will be safer and better protected with you and her family though I'll miss her.
{End Private}
{Private to Lee Jordan}
I'm sorry mate, I've been... well, lazy is the best way to say it, I suppose. I saw you fighting that big bloke? Death Eater, yeah? I hope you're alright, I didn't get to see if you made it out before having to leave.
{End Private}
{Private to Order Members}
Is everyone okay, and accounted for? We didn't... lose anyone, did we?
{End Private}
Hows your nose, lunatic?
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[19 Jul 2008 @ 6:04pm] |
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{Private to Self}
Been rather quiet on my side for a while, days are just sort of blurring into each other. I don't think I would really notice the difference in night and day if I didn't sleep. I feel useless again, like always. Sitting around in my little one room, doing nothing. Not living, definitely not dying, just... existing. I feel like I should be doing something, but what? Brie is in Azkaban, and fucking hell if I know how to get her out. At least I'll be meeting up with Lee soon, and so there won't always be this silence.
{End Private}
{Private to the Order}
Is there anything I can do to help with everything that's going on?
{End Private}
{Private, Hexed to Gabrielle (Brie)}
Brie.. how are you doing? You're quiet, little one, I'm worried.
{End Private}
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[14 Jul 2008 @ 8:12pm] |
{Hexed, Strictly Private to Order Members}
What's being done to get Gabrielle Delacour out of Azkaban?
{Hexed, Strictly Private to self}
How could this happen, I just saw her a couple of weeks ago. She was bloody fucking perfect! Free, able to walk about and live life without the constant worry of being caught or death, and now she's sitting in a fucking cell in Azkaban. She's just... she's too good for that fucking place! She shouldn't be forced to grow up this way, its not bloody fucking right!
FUCK THIS SHITE----
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