Would there happen to be a Remus Lupin around? Maybe older, maybe willing to give some advice?

Or a post-kids Harry?

Please?

How is it that Grandmere Molly manages to tell Oncle Harry my business, sometime between the time I Floo to work, and the time it takes me to walk upstairs to his office?

Seriously? Is there some sort of super-fast Grandmere owl, or Flo-note I'm missing?

And it's not even true!

And if it is true, everyone is going to try and gut Teddy

This is no time for silly dreams.

...It's been three years.

I can't believe I'd forgotten.

[Sneaks up behind James and uses her power to turn him around, then pin him against the nearest wall. Gently though! Promise.] Hah! Got you.

I'm not that great at dressing up.

Not, like, putting clothes on. That, I'm well capable of doing.

I once read in a magazine about this man who ate so many carrots that he turned orange and started talking in gibberish and couldn't understand perfect English. He ended up, like, going completely insane and couldn't talk to people anymore and wouldn't eat anything except for carrots, even though the Healers said that the perfect remedy for that would be to eat nothing but turnips. And then he ended up becoming this weird zoo attraction and everyone loved him forever, but the point is, he was an orange man.

I wonder if Bernie likes carrots?

I shouldn't be gaining weight already and why the hell do my smegging boobs hurt so much?

This is embarrassing.

Does anybody have anything for a self-inflicted headache?



Reggie? Il n'était pas mon intention de te causer l'ennui; je suis si désolé.

I can't trust her. I can't trust any of them, but especially not her. Why is it that everytime I go back home I end up pissed at her.

I better be getting a solo next time.

BAHHHHHHHHHh!!!!!


NOW where am I? KRONK. I need to get back to the palace. NOW.

The one time I haven't got alcohol in a paper bag while on the bus and someone hands me a flier for that anonymous persons group.

I think the universe is trying to tell me something.

How so many people are content to remain in this place is beyond me. The very air is stale.

I am not above manipulating the shadows here for the Barbarois to create an exit.

Mum? Dad? I'm back.

Sometimes I think... "gee, work is hectic" but then I remember, how many people get to say that and really mean "I battled aliens today"?

I should make a T-shirt.

This is not Oncle Harry's house.

Maman is never going to let m use the Floo again.

I was supposed to go to Oncle Harry's to play with Teddy.

Does anyone know the way to Oncle Harry's?

Must there always be some sort of complication?

I've figured it out! I accidentally found a... portal thingy. To England. Probably in the Cave, if anyone would have a portal it would be Porter, just so they could make the puns.

Meeerliiiiiiin. There was this lady and then she was nude and then she was a LION and then she was nude again and I like tequilalalalala... lalala... la...

Seeing them so happy makes me think of him.