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Post by jaspersimon on Sept 23, 2006 10:28:31 GMT -5
Glenn arrived at the manor early in the morning. All night he was at the Ministry, he even spent overnight. As he walked in the abode, he would know for the next month that he won't be eating or talking with someone who had passed away. His father. But he knew not everyone lived forever, and maybe his passing would drain right out of him someday. "Hello, mother," Glenn greeted his mother as he walked in. Then something swooped by fast. It was the blasted ghoul.
Glenn forever had hated the ghoul and didn't see how Tristan and it could be best-friends. He walked toward the Daily Prophet, which was nothing special today so he didn't bother reading it. He slumped himself on the family couch and sighed. Tristan wouldn't be back home but little Brittany would.
"Oy! Welcome home Glenn! Where we're you last night?" said a fimiliar voice.
Glenn looked over to see it was Yolanda. Seamus must been on that train home from wherever school he went to and Brittany from Hogwarts.
"Worked overtime,"
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Post by brittanyh on Sept 23, 2006 10:44:10 GMT -5
"Hey everyone," Brittany said while walking in. Of course Uncle Glenn would forget he picked up her and Seamus from the trains. She hugged her grandmother and told her Hogwarts was great. She then hugged Aunt Yolanda. Much talking about Tristan hating their Aunt. Yolanda wasn't a bad woman, so why did Tristan hate her? Too much loving, she guessed. But now he won't come home for the hoildays. "Uncle Glenn, has their been any new murders? Because they said last year something happened,"
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