If convincing her to move ten thousand miles away from her home and then sodding flunking out of Annesley is what you're meaning, then yeah, s'pose it is.
Alright, Jade's made this drink that's so hardcore that Mr Sullivan forbid it from being in the menu, but she can open an exception. Vermut, Tequila, Firewhisky Extra. Mushed brain in half a minute or your gold back. 'Cept it's free for you, 'course. We got Billywigs, too.
Reckon that'll have to do if that's the best you can offer. But for the record, mate, I was expecting something a mite better than a couple of ruddy chocolate frogs. A slight poor, that is. S'pose instead it means I'm to expect the best advice on how to break the news to Padma then? You think I've to tell her? Mayhaps I can play it off like I'm still attending though I reckon I'd've to let Isaac in on it. Don't know if he could handle it, actually.
I'm offering Billywigs and three Splatter Deaths, mate. Drink's got actual flames on it. Don't you appreciate fine liquor?
Well. Need to preface this by saying I'm shite at advice. That said, you gotta tell her as soon as possible, because the longer you wait, worst it'll be. She's not gonna be angry. Though she'll be sad, which, yeah, I know, is way worse.
Fuck me, mate, I don't know.
How long d'you have before school starts again and Isaac finds out you're not there?
Liquor can't be all a bloke appreciates, mate. Flames, you say?
See, that's exactly the sodding reason I can't tell her. Shite.
Starts a week from today and I've one last appeal with Vice-Chancellor Higinbotham Thursday. As far as Isaac goes, reckon I could get away with hanging around campus for a month or two since we wouldn't be in the same classes. Brian'd suss it out but I know he'd keep his trap shut. Abby, Maizie ... fuck, do you think I can keep Padma away from the lot of them for the next eight months?
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Date: 2009-01-19 10:15 pm (UTC)Bloody Malfoy. I'll ruddy kill him.
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Date: 2009-01-19 10:21 pm (UTC)Alright, Jade's made this drink that's so hardcore that Mr Sullivan forbid it from being in the menu, but she can open an exception. Vermut, Tequila, Firewhisky Extra. Mushed brain in half a minute or your gold back. 'Cept it's free for you, 'course. We got Billywigs, too.
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Date: 2009-01-19 11:36 pm (UTC)And Tony? If it doesn't work as promised, do I still get some gold back?
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Date: 2009-01-19 11:44 pm (UTC)No, but I can get you a couple chocolate frogs, that do?
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Date: 2009-01-20 12:14 am (UTC)Well. Need to preface this by saying I'm shite at advice. That said, you gotta tell her as soon as possible, because the longer you wait, worst it'll be. She's not gonna be angry. Though she'll be sad, which, yeah, I know, is way worse.
Fuck me, mate, I don't know.
How long d'you have before school starts again and Isaac finds out you're not there?
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Date: 2009-01-20 07:26 am (UTC)See, that's exactly the sodding reason I can't tell her. Shite.
Starts a week from today and I've one last appeal with Vice-Chancellor Higinbotham Thursday. As far as Isaac goes, reckon I could get away with hanging around campus for a month or two since we wouldn't be in the same classes. Brian'd suss it out but I know he'd keep his trap shut. Abby, Maizie ... fuck, do you think I can keep Padma away from the lot of them for the next eight months?
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Date: 2009-01-20 05:51 pm (UTC)Alright. Alright, brilliant, so there's still a shot. You've got to nail that last appeal, mate, it's the only way. Any clue how you're gonna do that?
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Date: 2009-01-20 11:57 pm (UTC)Not a sodding clue. Was hoping I'd manage on my charms and good looks.
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Date: 2009-01-21 03:39 am (UTC)Maybe you can rehearse some sort of sad heart-wrenching tale?