orla quirke can find a snitch in a haystack

[Chad]

Okay, as punishment for getting me up at like 7 this morning we're going on an adventure. I guess that's not much of a punishment but whatever.

No offense to any of youse who work in the Ministry, but the place is a bureaucratic clusterfuck.

[Warded to friends and Harpies]
The trial starts today. Apparently two months is a more or less normal wait. I thought it had all happened and passed me by but apparently not.

[Warded to Chad]

So, I hope you haven't made plans for Easter sunday yet. My parents want to meet you and they might be making us go to mass. I might have heard threats involving beating you with brooms...

I sed we wud stomp the Falkins, anb we did. Booyah.

[Warded to Chad, Ella, Bri, Alicia, and any other friends or Harpies]

I'm bored. I demand hangs. Who wants to go on a pub crawl with me?

[Warded to Harry Potter]

Hey, you wanted me to let you know if I got another letter from Mr. Happy. The handwriting on the outside of the envelope looks like him, I haven't touched it like you said.

Hey, love. Yes, tota-oh. Stop quill.

[Warded to Alicia and Ella]

[A letter like the previous one has again been taped into the journal. Crazy handwriting, "Mr. Happy" signature, etc. It talks mostly about the All-Stars game and is threatening towards the other Seeker, as well as any beaters who swung at Orla and Ella and Alicia for blocking Orla's catch. Orla was kindof irked but this guy is clearly immensely pissed off at them for stealing "his girl's moment of glory."]

Oh my god, you guys, seriously. I am not comfortable with this guy potentially knowing where I live. At least he's talking about Quidditch kinda now?

I had that bastard until Ella and Alicia blocked me. This is what happens when you put ALL THE CHASERS from one team on the same team and THE SEEKER SOMEWHERE ELSE! They know me too well!

We have no one to blame this loss on but whoever did that shit.

[Warded to Scottie, Oliver, and Eddie]

Hey guys. Um Chad said I could come and sleep in his bed if I didn't want to be alone for whatever reason and I definitely do not want to be alone in my apartment right now but I figured I'd like, make sure you knew I was coming and it wasn't weird or anything. So. When I know someone saw this I'm coming over.

[Warded to Ella, Chad, and Alicia]

Someone definitely just followed me home.

[Warded to Harpies]

So, some of you know about this already but basically I've been getting these really creepy letters recently. He talks about the calendar a lot a bit and his handwriting is kindof wonky and all over the place and super hard to read. If you get any letters from someone calling himself Mr. Happy, let Dan know?

[Warded to Chad Montgomery]

[the handwriting is awkward, Orla's actual writing instead of a dictoquill]

As I drown iu lakes of fire
I will call your name as I expire
Its the last thing that I'll do
I will tell them I'm with yo

I miss you.

[Warded to Alicia Spinnet]

[A letter has been shrunk down just to the right size and Spellotaped into the journal. It is from someone calling himself Mr. Happy. It's pretty much like normal fan mail, if normal fan mail were from really crazy people. It spends more time talking about the racy Harpies calendar than Orla's actual skills on the pitch.]

What. The. Fuck.

[/ward]

[Warded to Chad Montgomery]

Hay, hav you herd abowt this chairity thing? I'm awktuning off a date with me but I think youle be gone.

[/ward]

I miss the holidays a bit.

OH MY MERLIN I CAN'T BELIEVE I Who's on the all-stars team? Oh yes, that's right, me. No one should be surprised.

[Warded to Chad Montgomery]

Hey, I've got an idea for an adventure. I don't think there are any horrifying beasts to be slayed but there might be some horklumps. Doing anything tonight?

[/ward]

My diktokwil is gawn. Somewun stole it, I'm convinssed. Give it bak, I hate you.