Quinn Chambers

Been rehearsing for tour. Lirit's been crazy intense about it. The personality change isn't working for her, she needs more yoga.

I'm insanely exhausted right now and it's just getting to the end of my break.

Choey! I didn't forget your half birthday! I just fell asleep at the studio last night. But Arion got Lirit to let us out at 9 tonight, so...

Let's get some ice cream
With some hot fudge and cherries
And a candle too

Also?

Pogrebins should be made to be extinct. Evil buggers.

HE EVADED US!

Brilliant bastard!

Oh MILF. Probably the singlehanded best organization ever. Do you know you can't just join? You have to be extended an invitation to be a member based on your works on your own for the liberation of the Mooncalf. MILF has been around for hundreds of years, and rumour has it that Stubby Boardman is the most innovative Leader in the past 256 years all without ever having gone to a single meeting.

They've been terrorizing Quidditch pitches for the past 15 years since, apparently, moors are the natural home of the Mooncalf and that the existence of Quidditch pitches disrupts their mating and is the sole reason for their rapid population decrease.

Tim Mifflen, I solute you brother!

So... what's new?

Hi.

Hey, Pidge! How are you love?

I have a question!

What's wrong?! I heard a scream!

Did Dustin Carter sneak in your window looking for Katie?! I knew snogging him would bring evil!

I can't hear you over the guns.

This is brilliant! Muggle's are geniuses!

Hannah was Mari and Mari was Hannah.

Wouldn't have guessed that one.

Parvati = Cho
Cho = Parkinson, Davis, Fawcett*
Parkinson =
Hannah = Edgecomb
Padma =
Davis =
Susan =
Edgecombe = Hannah
Fawcett =
Alicia = Greengrass*
Greengrass=

* unconfirmed

( Hexed Private separately to Richie )

( Hexed Private separately to Adrian )

Hannah left me for the weekend.

Am bored.

Choey? Can I steal you?

What about you? Yes, you. Reading this. Can I steal you?

So why am I a "complete and total bastard"?

Choey!!

So Cho's having a girl night on Friday.

Which means if you have a girlfriend, or a lady friend, or some girl in general... chances are you're shit out of luck. So, if you're bored, meet at Dobler's. Nothing fancy, since we're not girls, obviously. Just some pool, darts, and however much alcohol you feel like buying from Mr. Roy behind the counter.

This is mostly since it's an almost certain guarantee that if I walk into my flat that night someone is going to try and drug me and paint my nails pink. Or I'll get assigned to write out invitations. This isn't happening. Andy doesn't know this yet, but I'll be sleeping on his couch.

But before that happens! Dobler's. Friday. No time, just... show up whenever. And just try to beat me at pool.

Birth Control potions?

Hey. You know how you said you'd help with the House plans? I have a favour.

I need to get Hannah distracted so she doesn't wonder where I've gone all day, and we're working on decorating the exterior of the house right now so things are intense. Do you think you can spend the day with her? So she doesn't notice?

Okay, if I did this right then everyone can see this, except Hannah. Good, because I need all the help I can get.

Most of you know that Hannah's mum was killed in the beginning of the war. Death Eater destroyed part of the house as well. It hasn't been rebuilt since then, for several reasons.

But I need to rebuild it now for Hannah for Christmas. It's going to be a lot of work and a lot of money, and I want to offer all of you who love her to help. If you don't have a Crimble present for her, or if you weren't planning on one and the Christmas cheer strikes you... please. All of it is welcome. If you don't have the money, we need workers. It needs to be cleaned and refurnished and rebuilt. Anything any of you can do, please let me know here.

I need this done by Christmas. No later. And she can't know about this at all either. It's a surprise.

So, yeah. Let me know. Thanks.

Hey, time out on the sarcasm, I need a favour.

Ah, Christmas. My favourite holiday. Well, one of them. I don't think there's a holiday I really don't like. They all involve food of some sort. And I don't celebrate the holidays that involve fasting. No point really. Why would I celebrate not being able to eat?

So! Now comes the time when everyone leaves me their Christmas lists. This isn't to say you will get what you put on your list, in fact you probably won't. Where is the surprise in that? But - someone ELSE might see your list and get you what you want. Nice, huh? See? I am full of Good Christmas Cheer.

Name:
Hogwarts House:
Where/Are You a Prefect:
Favourite Song:
Best Colour:
Can I get you a Unicorn?:
Wish List: