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Urk. Up way to farking early. Got up to kick Calvin outside (idiot has taken to just hovering near the door, and the Laurier scoots out) and sat there thinking about what Draco's be doing that summer before 6th year, and what if he couldn't go back to Malfoy Manor. What if he ended up with the Tonks family instead.

So I got up and instead of working on the EpicofDoom, I futzed around with my character sheet and toyed with various ideas for cohorts and followers.

Am I packing? Noooo.