I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_justin]

Hullo, all,

I say, something's going on....Did any of you lot hear whether there was anything more about those first-years who were involved in the scuffle yesterday?

Because I just got back to the Hufflepuff Common Room, what, and there's a small knot of Prefects (including Diggory) looking after Chelsea Abbott.

Sally-Anne, you've not heard there's anything wrong? Abbott looks well exhausted. Ought I to ask Susan, do you think?

-Justin

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[alt_ron]

Yeah. It wasn't my parents. It was my brother, Percy. When he was Head Boy.

And then there was the time Patil hexed me to have to write everyone who put anything in the journals all day on my birthday. That was like Imperius, too. And it wasn't just embarrassing, it was really bloody dangerous, because I ended up having to write stuff to people like Director Selwyn and Mr and Mrs Malfoy and your mum. And that wasn't- good.

[alt_pansy]

I remember that. I stayed up til midnight to make sure it'd worn off.

[alt_ron]

Yeah.

I remember that part, too.

Thanks.

[alt_pansy]

I'd do it again, tuna brain.

After hexing the snot out of Padma Patil first, of course.