Authors Note: Allie- Hehe, I'd love the recipe, :D Thanks bunches, and
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Tarathol: What happens after Oliver is partially tipsy? Read on.
Danny's Girl: Yes, funny, funny, funny, personally I don't even find myself funny because I am immensely odd, and that in itself is funny, apparently.
Sailor Gemini: I know! I quite liked the hippogriff thing myself, sort of sad. The Butter Beer Drinkers Anonymous! Hehe, yes! Cracked me up, Katie being an addict and all. (snickers)
GinnyGirl: Glad you like it, thanks for reviewing!
~* Chasing Mr. Wood~*
4:00 AM:
Whew, just got back from drinking with Oliver, whoa that boy just chugs them! I mean, he's Oliver, Mr. Proper! Goodness sake and there he is buying more and more butter beer! I was laughing. And he's all "Yeah, Kates (remember, the nickname?) this is the stuff, yeah, really, just wish I had some potatoes to go with it, silly doodles." He was about ready to fall over. Seriously, my Oliver was THAT tipsy. Amazing. I tried to take hold of his money so he couldn't buy anymore from the "secret shop in Hogsmeade" he calls it, even though we weren't supposed to be in Hogsmeade but that's beside the point. And he's like "Give me the ruddy money, Kates, come on, just one more, really." So I started running with it and then he wrestled me to the ground. Which caused some looks and I threw the money at some poor old guy. And the old guy is like "Whoa, two galleons and three sickles, sparkly robes here we come!" By then I was properly disturbed, and I proposed that we go back to Hogwarts. I practically had to drag Oliver up the stairs because he was so tipsy. And here I am, Ron took him upstairs to his dormitory once I got him to the common room, Merlin, he has some issues to work out. Sadly, tomorrow (erm I guess it's today now) is Thursday, why'd I go get halfway drunk on Wednesday? Everyone knows that Friday is prime time for it, than more tipsy friends get tipsy on Friday too.
8:00 AM:
Wow! 8 AM comes early huh? Really early, I want to go back to sleep, but mummy says I must be a good girl and not ditch class or be tardy. Pity, going down for breakfast, maybe I'll see Oliver, on second thought hopefully I DON'T.
8:45 AM:
Back from breakfast, you know what's really good? Cinnamon and raisin bagels with cream cheese, it is seriously beyond good, no kidding, really. I was very amazed. I saw Oliver, and he just smiled and waved, his eyes were all tired looking though, and I saw a bit of throw up on his adorable red turtleneck sweater. Not a pretty looking, I'm telling you. So, anyway, now I'm off to HOM, as usual.
10:00 AM:
I'm tired, already! HOM really exhausted me, I'll write you during lunch, honestly this little plaid book is going to get me in trouble sometime, I'm not sure when, but sometime.
12:15 PM:
Finally it's PM, seriously! This morning has taken forever, HOM and Herbology, not to mention Muggle Studies. Did you know that Salazar Slytherin and Roweena Ravenclaw had the hots for each other! I never knew that! Amazing, I adore the word amazing. I've got to go finish my cheesecake, and my chicken (fried, mm) also my apple. Glory, joy, mummy wrote me this morning telling me to eat the chicken first, then the cheesecake. Yet, mummy is not here. Chow.
3:49 PM:
Finally, classes are over, I still have Quidditch practice though. Next game we're playing Slytherin although apparently Harry Potter will catch the snitch, as it is expected. You know, that boy really makes me mad. Sure he's got the wink down and all, but he's plum annoying! I mean it's as if the world and the sun revolve around him, at least that's what everyone else thinks. Really gets my buttons. I mean takes the cake, whatever.
7:57 PM:
Finally back from practice, didn't get a chance to eat dinner, not that I need it, but that's beside the point. Oliver was drilling us as if we were meant to be drilled. Merlin, I'm tired. We had to run laps around the Quidditch stadium, we were to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet, of course they took a blooming good picture of me sweating like a pig with my hair in a messy ponytail, bet that'll turn out gorgeous. Then we had to do other various warm-up activities, I think I'll just drift to "Tomorrow is Friday" land, peace, finally.
8:09 AM:
Noodles I'm late for breakfast!
8:13 AM:
On second thought, I won't have breakfast.
8:14 AM:
MORON KATIE!! MORON BE GONE WITH YOU, YOU LOVE BAGELS AND CREAM CHEESE, MORON, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!
9:00 AM:
Back from breakfast, I did what the voices told me to do; after all, they react in violent ways if I don't. I wonder if anyone else has these problems.
9:01 AM:
One can hope I am normal, but I've my doubts.
9:09 AM:
Golly gee, I just realized that Oliver and I have matching sweater tops on today! Daily Prophet wanted a picture so I quickly put my arm around Oliver and put on a hammy smile, then started doing poses for the camera, using Oliver as a prop. I'm telling Oliver to wear his matching khakis and blue tennis shoes, with his regular black robe with Gryffindor emblem for tomorrow. So, we can be matching tomorrow! He just sort of looked at me like "I told you I'd go to the dance with you, not look like a moron for the sake of looking like a moron for you silly doodle your not worth that." Wait, that was when he was tipsy, oops.
Tarathol: What happens after Oliver is partially tipsy? Read on.
Danny's Girl: Yes, funny, funny, funny, personally I don't even find myself funny because I am immensely odd, and that in itself is funny, apparently.
Sailor Gemini: I know! I quite liked the hippogriff thing myself, sort of sad. The Butter Beer Drinkers Anonymous! Hehe, yes! Cracked me up, Katie being an addict and all. (snickers)
GinnyGirl: Glad you like it, thanks for reviewing!
~* Chasing Mr. Wood~*
4:00 AM:
Whew, just got back from drinking with Oliver, whoa that boy just chugs them! I mean, he's Oliver, Mr. Proper! Goodness sake and there he is buying more and more butter beer! I was laughing. And he's all "Yeah, Kates (remember, the nickname?) this is the stuff, yeah, really, just wish I had some potatoes to go with it, silly doodles." He was about ready to fall over. Seriously, my Oliver was THAT tipsy. Amazing. I tried to take hold of his money so he couldn't buy anymore from the "secret shop in Hogsmeade" he calls it, even though we weren't supposed to be in Hogsmeade but that's beside the point. And he's like "Give me the ruddy money, Kates, come on, just one more, really." So I started running with it and then he wrestled me to the ground. Which caused some looks and I threw the money at some poor old guy. And the old guy is like "Whoa, two galleons and three sickles, sparkly robes here we come!" By then I was properly disturbed, and I proposed that we go back to Hogwarts. I practically had to drag Oliver up the stairs because he was so tipsy. And here I am, Ron took him upstairs to his dormitory once I got him to the common room, Merlin, he has some issues to work out. Sadly, tomorrow (erm I guess it's today now) is Thursday, why'd I go get halfway drunk on Wednesday? Everyone knows that Friday is prime time for it, than more tipsy friends get tipsy on Friday too.
8:00 AM:
Wow! 8 AM comes early huh? Really early, I want to go back to sleep, but mummy says I must be a good girl and not ditch class or be tardy. Pity, going down for breakfast, maybe I'll see Oliver, on second thought hopefully I DON'T.
8:45 AM:
Back from breakfast, you know what's really good? Cinnamon and raisin bagels with cream cheese, it is seriously beyond good, no kidding, really. I was very amazed. I saw Oliver, and he just smiled and waved, his eyes were all tired looking though, and I saw a bit of throw up on his adorable red turtleneck sweater. Not a pretty looking, I'm telling you. So, anyway, now I'm off to HOM, as usual.
10:00 AM:
I'm tired, already! HOM really exhausted me, I'll write you during lunch, honestly this little plaid book is going to get me in trouble sometime, I'm not sure when, but sometime.
12:15 PM:
Finally it's PM, seriously! This morning has taken forever, HOM and Herbology, not to mention Muggle Studies. Did you know that Salazar Slytherin and Roweena Ravenclaw had the hots for each other! I never knew that! Amazing, I adore the word amazing. I've got to go finish my cheesecake, and my chicken (fried, mm) also my apple. Glory, joy, mummy wrote me this morning telling me to eat the chicken first, then the cheesecake. Yet, mummy is not here. Chow.
3:49 PM:
Finally, classes are over, I still have Quidditch practice though. Next game we're playing Slytherin although apparently Harry Potter will catch the snitch, as it is expected. You know, that boy really makes me mad. Sure he's got the wink down and all, but he's plum annoying! I mean it's as if the world and the sun revolve around him, at least that's what everyone else thinks. Really gets my buttons. I mean takes the cake, whatever.
7:57 PM:
Finally back from practice, didn't get a chance to eat dinner, not that I need it, but that's beside the point. Oliver was drilling us as if we were meant to be drilled. Merlin, I'm tired. We had to run laps around the Quidditch stadium, we were to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet, of course they took a blooming good picture of me sweating like a pig with my hair in a messy ponytail, bet that'll turn out gorgeous. Then we had to do other various warm-up activities, I think I'll just drift to "Tomorrow is Friday" land, peace, finally.
8:09 AM:
Noodles I'm late for breakfast!
8:13 AM:
On second thought, I won't have breakfast.
8:14 AM:
MORON KATIE!! MORON BE GONE WITH YOU, YOU LOVE BAGELS AND CREAM CHEESE, MORON, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!
9:00 AM:
Back from breakfast, I did what the voices told me to do; after all, they react in violent ways if I don't. I wonder if anyone else has these problems.
9:01 AM:
One can hope I am normal, but I've my doubts.
9:09 AM:
Golly gee, I just realized that Oliver and I have matching sweater tops on today! Daily Prophet wanted a picture so I quickly put my arm around Oliver and put on a hammy smile, then started doing poses for the camera, using Oliver as a prop. I'm telling Oliver to wear his matching khakis and blue tennis shoes, with his regular black robe with Gryffindor emblem for tomorrow. So, we can be matching tomorrow! He just sort of looked at me like "I told you I'd go to the dance with you, not look like a moron for the sake of looking like a moron for you silly doodle your not worth that." Wait, that was when he was tipsy, oops.