she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea

Cause she's just like the weather,
can't hold her together
Born from dark water,
daughter of the rain and snow
Cause it's burning through the bloodline
It's cutting down the family tree
Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me
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I don't even care that my secret santa is a Gryffindor and that if I were to secure a roster process of a elimination with give him away. His letter has secured that he has impeccable taste.

Good on you, G. First round is on you, but I'm making the toast.

Thank you everyone for giving me a proper reason for my splitting headache. I needed an excuse.

Nothing soothes the nerves like a glass of sherry and a third year who can take dictation without making an spelling errors. After the last one I thought that they all were useless. Really who educated them?


The escapee Quidditch balls are more funny than anything else. At least there were no fairy lights to destroy and my shoes were safe or something ridiculous like that.