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Dec. 3rd, 2009 @ 12:11 am (no subject)
Guess who's wonderful, caring, adoring twin brought him his journal?

PSST. That'd be me. Just so you know.

I just want to say thanks for all the visits and good wishes while I've been under fucking death thre-- ill. I may not have known you were there, but it still meant a lot to my family.

I should be out of here within the week if all goes well, two at the latest. Mostly, I'm just grateful I'll be out by Christmas. I hear there's a party in the works by one of my favorite ladies?

[Hexed Against Ministry Supporters]

So it's definite that I've been poisoned. The question is, who and what. And, possibly, the why. I'm guessing that might matter a bit, too. Accidental? I'd like to believe so. But I doubt it.
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Jun. 22nd, 2009 @ 01:04 am (no subject)
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May. 24th, 2009 @ 01:47 am (no subject)
[Hexed to George]

Convince me I shouldn't just go to practise to scare the hell out of her. Or his to punch his face in. Really. Start now. Now would be good.

I can get through this. I can fucking get through this. Just maybe not anytime soon. So we deal the old-fashioned way. Liquor. The one-night stand thing? Hell, I don't know.

[/Hex]

SO! I don't know about everyone else but I could use a night to get away and forget her enjoy myself. Drinks, dancing, gorgeous women, the works. Leanne and I were talking and we thought it might be fun to get a whole bunch of people out at one of those muggle nightclubs. Which means we may need to dredge up some old muggle studies lessons to figure out the money issue but aside from that, we should be good. And if we start talking shite they don't get, they'll just think we're all pissed out of our minds.

So with that being said, Saturday night at a place called Club Fantastic near Trafalgar Square. From what I heard last weekend, you can't miss it for all the noise. If you want to come, come on by. And remember kids, don't drink and Apparate!
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May. 16th, 2009 @ 10:10 pm (no subject)
[Hexed Private-close friends and family except George can read]

Things are...strange around here. It's just weird knowing if I pop by to see Alicia, Katie won't be there. I can go to as many matches as I want and still not see her there. It just doesn't feel right knowing here we survived a war and she died playing Quidditch. Nothing feels right anymore.

It's empty around the flat. Alicia doesn't bother coming by anymo-- George left town for a bit. He said it was for business but--that's usually my end. I just think he doesn't want to linger for all of this. I always sort of suspected he fancied Katie, but he'd never say it. I can't say I blame him. If I could get away from it all--Merlin knows I would. Needless to say, I'll be working if anyone needs me. I don't really want to sit around here thinking. [/Hex]

Soooo, what would you all say to WWW Paris? Or Munich? My vote was for Barcelona, but George's Spanish is bloody awful.
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Mar. 13th, 2009 @ 10:05 am (no subject)
My baby sister is going to the Cup this year and I'm not. There's something wrong about that! But fair enough, it's not like anyone good's in this year. If Aidan Lynch weren't injured this season, I know Ireland would've made it. And won. AGAIN.

But, in enough time, I'll be dating a chaser for England, see. So I'll have my turn. Though really, that's hardly a triumph when she's likely to invite Ginny, too. Does it count double since Wood likes me better and he's bound to play for England some day, too? Maybe if he already did, we'd have made it this year. FINALLY.

And, since it's that time of year ANYWAY, a sale on merchandise at WWW to all those NOT going to the Cup but coming into the shop wearing their Scotland support anyway! GO U.K.!!!
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Nov. 28th, 2008 @ 09:01 pm (no subject)
So, I'm in the kitchen today, trying to get breakfast together (because I really can cook, don't let anything George says kid you, and the poisoning of Ron was kind of on purpose, good work saving him, Dad!), and a thought occurs to me.

Corn oil is made from corn, right? And olive oil is made from olives. And peanut oil is made from peanuts. Presumably, vegetable oil is made from vegetables, though I'm afraid I couldn't tell you which ones.

SO my question for you, dear readers, is this: What is baby oil made from?

( Hexed Private )

( Hexed Private to Alicia )
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Nov. 2nd, 2008 @ 12:43 pm (no subject)
WHAT WERE WE THINKING???

I'm not stressed. I'm really not stressed. Opening day was brilliant, really. We were idiots to open ON April Fool's Day, mind you, but Merlin, it's been amazing business wise. Just busy. Very busy. I've never been so glad to lock the door for the day. Now we wait. When's the next Hogsmeade weekend, you Hogwarts-ers? I think I need a bit of a breather before that.

Ginny, if you're still looking for a summer job? You are absolutely on. That goes for any of you seventh years, too. Till you find something more permanent. And there's always the chance of advancement at Weasleys Wizard Wheezes. Look at that, expansion already and we've been open barely two years. Management opportunities, anyone?

( Hexed Private )
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Sep. 26th, 2008 @ 12:40 am (no subject)
So, erm everyone's knickers back in place? No longer twisted? Not you, Alicia.

If we can all get along and make happy for a few minutes, I've a bit of news. George and I were considering buying out Zonko's last year but where was the fun in that? You schoolies weren't allowed into Hogsmeade, and not nearly enough 'grown ups' feel that pranking is up their figurative alley, so to speak, to have made it a worthy investment.

But after a bit of spying this Valentine's Day (which is not easy with flaming red Weasley hair, by the way), we've realized that there's plenty of opportunity now. So, you've heard it here first (it's really much more fun than the fancy posters we've made up): Weasleys Wizard Wheezes will be opening a Hogsmeade branch come April 1! Which, I might add, is an amazing day, if I do say so myself.

Which reminds me. Hey, we're hiring! We'll probably switch around running the London and Hogsmeade shops for a bit, but we'll still need staff! As much as my male customers wish she could, Verity can't be in two places at once. Sorry to say it!

So make sure to come see us next Hogsmeade weekend, and make sure to keep it clean, kids. Remember, expulsion is bad.
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Aug. 20th, 2008 @ 11:43 pm (no subject)
It was a hot day in Britain during the search for the holy grail. And of course, metal armour gets hot! So Lancelot, fearing he won't survive much longer, begins to seek a way to refresh himself. As he rides, he enters a clearing wher there is a lemonade stand and thinks "Halleleujah, I am saved." He gets off his horse, waddles over to the counter and orders the biggest, tallest glass of lemonade the counterman sells. At this moment, King Arthur rides into the same clearing. He, too, is baking inside his armour and clambers off his horse to place his order. And the counterman says, "Sorry sir, I can't serve you." "What do you mean?" Arthur asks in shock. "I am your king, man. Serve me the tallest lemonade you offer." "I am sorry Sir, I cannot serve you. As you can see, Sir Lancelot was here before you and this is only a one knight stand."

On that bright and cheerful note, why didn't we ever get a carnival??
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Jul. 10th, 2008 @ 10:51 am (no subject)
[Hexed to Ginny and Ron-George can read]

Merlin in plaid knickers, what's going on up there? I open my journal and all hell's apparently broken loose? Are you lot alright? Harry? Hermione? Oi, it's Christmas, doesn't everyone think we ought to get on with a bit of holiday cheer, here?

Furthermore, what do you two want for Christmas, and if you say nothing, that's exactly what you're getting. Or worse, I'll get Ron new socks and Ginny a pink shirt.
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Jun. 24th, 2008 @ 10:39 am (no subject)
[Hexed Private]

Percy: Still an arse.
Bill: Still annoyingly in love and perfect.
Charlie: Still the only truly good thing to come out of this family.
Ginny: Still blissfully normal, Merlin love her. Poor Arnold. I loved that thing.
Ron: A bit frighteningly quiet. Not pleased. Though I guess if I'd just slayed evil, I might be a bit quieter than usual, too.
Mum: Still likes Percy better. Even if he disowned us and I didn't. Who cares about silly details like that when NEWTs are involved?
Dad: Himself, though Kingsley the Minister might end up making that a bit different, too, who knows.
George: Umm. What is up with that?? For the guy I know better than anyone, I don't know him. This is weird.

[/Hex]

Not going. I don't DO politics.

[Hexed to George]

YOU ASKED PATRICIA STIMPSON OUT?!? Sweet Merlin, WHY?
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Apr. 13th, 2008 @ 12:42 am (no subject)
Not fair. I'm prettier in dress robes than any of you Hogwarts lot, and I don't get to go dance and be merry! I'll have the lot of you know that while you all participated in an evening of, what was it, Professor McGonagall? Well-mannered frivolity? While you lot were doing that, I was slaving over the latest business venture of one Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. I think everyone will be pleased, however.

In the meantime, canary creams are on special right now. Two for ten or five for twenty-five. Completely harmless, so don't let any stodgy professors tell you they are. We could all use a good laugh about now, after all, and we'll certainly take orders by owl.

Now, business aside, there is a very cute bird looking at me as I write this. Peering in the window of the flat. No, she didn't climb the fire escape. She flew. Nope, not on her broom. I do, in fact, believe it's the owl from that girl two buildings over. Very cute. Both of them!

Ronniekins, Gin-bug, Dad says I'm to meet up with you two over the first Hogsmeade weekend. Feel free to back out of that in lieu of something more entertaining. I'll do the same. Unless you really want to, and then I'll meet you at The Three Broomsticks for lunch. Fair enough?
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Apr. 6th, 2008 @ 11:45 pm (no subject)
( I'm drowning in the ashes, kicking, screaming, welcome to my world )
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