Sooo, a bloke goes away on an assignment, believing that he's leaving behind a community drowning in boredom, and realizes that all hell broke lose while he wasn't looking. How disappointing.

And anyone who wants to gag a Hufflepuff should come to my place and bring a camera. Easiest 10 Galleons you'll ever make.

I see some of you have been "talking" with my baby sister, Anita. I hope she hasn't made herself a nuisance (she is a really great kid, but like all children she has no real concept of private property, particularly when armed with markers and crayons) and that the language barrier hasn't been too much trouble.
Speaking of which, Morag, if you wish, you can come and have a chat with her while she's in town. It will be easier to make yourself understood in person.

And yes, Carmichael, Anita being here means my mother is also staying with me for a few days. And no, you cannot come and visit.

What the

Oh, fuck

Eddie, I know this was you
No, wait

AAAAAH!!!!!!!!!

Someone has broken into my place and taken all my clothes - and I do mean all of them.
I promise that whoever is responsible for this will suffer a most slow and painful death involving handcuffs, feather boas and a skunk. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.

Oh, and Laura, I'm sorry for being such a bad host, but I hope you'll understand if I don't open the door for you. I'll be here quietly in my room trying to make a toga out of some blankets.

( Hexed private. )

I've just found a leopard-patterned bra inside one of my boxes. How odd. And also very interesting.
Also, I have some old robes I'm not using any more, and which I'll happily donate for the doll.