8 Mischiefs Managed - [video; forward-dated to earlier in the day]

[onlyholey]

[A slightly bleary-eye and tousle-haired George is sitting in his bedroom, leaning back in a chair with a cup of tea in his hands.]

Had a rather peculiar dream last night. I checked the network this morning, and seems like I wasn't the only one. I think I may have seen a familiar face or two in it as well.

[He pauses to sip at his tea.]

Glad to see Fred and I weren't the only ones who found such petty school rules as lights-out to be a bit of an inconvenience. Although in our case we weren't sneaking out to have poetry readings, I can tell you. I also have to say, mates, that haul was pathetic. Not a cauldron cake or chocolate frog at all. I'm sure if you'd had the Marauder's Map on your side, you could have managed much better.

[He gives the camera a wink before cutting off.]

[ooc: George swapped memories with had_not_lived today and got to witness the first meeting of the Dead Poet's Society. (5:20).]

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[had_not_lived]

I suppose so.

[There's a long pause, before he cracks half a smile.]

So what's a cauldron cake?