I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up to No Good

[alt_luna]

Madam Umbridge is horrid. She truly is.

She thinks she can simply root around in our private belongings. Perhaps turnabout is fair play?

I heard Lee Jordan talking about letting a couple of Nifflers loose in her office. That has possibilities, don't you think?

It also occurred to me: Hydra said at the meeting of the Tea Appreciation Society that the kittens on the plates mounted on her walls were alive.

Could we come up with a spell to let them go? That would be a good thing to do, don't you think? It would be nice to see something freed for a change.

I mean, it's certainly not sneaking muggleborns out of camps, of course. But perhaps we can work up to that, and we have to start somewhere.

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[alt_ron]

Maybe Pansy'll wake up tomorrow and be back to normal, yeah?

It's going to be all right, y'know. Really, it will.

[alt_sally_anne]

Maybe.

Private Message to Sally Anne

[alt_ron]

Are you feeling better this morning?

What about Pansy?

If you want, we could find a place to do homework tonight. Or go for a walk again.

See you at breakfast?

Re: Private Message to Sally Anne

[alt_sally_anne]

Things are about the same.

Luna wants me to come to the library tonight and try to figure out the plate spell. I don't know.

Re: Private Message to Sally Anne

[alt_ron]

Oh. Y'mean she's still doing it? Ugh.

Oh. Well.

I could come along. I mean, yeah. We want to figure that out. At least freeing those kittens would be a good thing we could do.