Harold Dingle

Play something loud...? Okay. I can do that. Something a little happy? Like she makes me feel when she's walks by



(Privacy Ward: Myself)
God, why am I always such cach with dates? I'm rotten. Sorry Sally Anne. I will make it up to you.
(Ward's End)

We have a small orchestra for the play. But I mean... that's okay. It really is. Some of the most beautiful songs in the world are simple. Or don't have very many instruments. Here, listen.



That's with a piano, a violin and a flute. That's all. I heard it this Summer after we broke up and I played it over and over again. My Mam got so sick of it. Someday I hope I can play it by memory, without it in the background.

(Privacy Ward: Self)
I wonder if Wayne was serious. I'm not sure I can act in front of people.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
I wish I could help them. But I don't know how.
(Ward's End)

Orchestra. I better get out my violin. It'll need tuning.

No I'm wrong. I need new strings badly.

(Privacy Ward: Self)
I wish I knew how to reach people. I'm not the kind of person people listen to. I feel a little transparent. Easily passed by. I'd try to fix the environment here. It's frosty and tense. I feel like I'm standing in the middle of two magnets and everyone is being pulled to one side or the other. I can't tell if I'm moving myself, but I see the others.

Sometimes I wish I could just leave the school and go play music on street corners in Diagon Alley. Or in Hogsmeade. Or Godric's Hollow. I'd go to them all. Or maybe go to Paris. I wonder what France's version of Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley is?

Oh well. Maybe some day.

I was going to play this for Sally Anne in one of my spots yesterday. I guess she got busy. But that's okay.
(Ward's End)

(OOC: Music is actually Antoine DuFour. Just borrowing his pretty, pretty talent).

To mend some school spirits, is anyone interested in having a dance and sing in the courtyard tonight?

(Privacy Ward: Hufflepuff)
Or maybe we could do something in the Commons. I don't know.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
They're alive and not hurt. Thank you, God. Thank you. I'm afraid to say where they're going, in case someone can see this.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Friends)
Has everyone heard back from their families yet?
(ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Order of the Phoenix)
Hello? Can anyone see this? I'm just trying If you can, please help my Da. He works in Arthur Weasley's office, or did. You probably don't know who that is but... Anyway. But I hear he got away. He'll want to help you lot. If you can see this.
(Ward's End)

To everyone who lost family in the attack, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't know what else to say

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(ADDED LATER)

(Privacy Ward: Professors)
A man named Marcus Montague just contacted me on these. Because of what I wrote. He said there was no attack. What do I do? He's acting like a spokesman or something.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
I know Wayne was only making a good time of it, but I kind of wish he hadn't included me in the running. Near as I can tell, I came in last. It wasn't a real confidence booster.

I froze at the question too. I'm pretty sure, I guess, I'm not gay? The sex squicks me out. Not because I think it's gross.... or any grosser than sex sounds anyway. It's not the tripe about masculinity either. It's because it's got to hurt. I can't imagine it ever fitting.

I guess I can look at a lad and admit he's a fit one, but I don't say that out loud! I can't even do that with girls.
(Ward's End)

To Hogwarts:Wake. You'll see that you are not ordinary.
Wake. You'll see that you are extraordinary.
Wake. Believe that we are not ordinary.
Wake. Believe that this is extraordinary.

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
I feel like a ghost sometimes. Or maybe it's how ghosts feel. I don't know. Maybe I should ask one. Is it lonely being a ghost? I'm lonely as a Human. Sometimes I like to be alone though. When I'm alone, I don't have to stumble over words or say things I don't mean. And I have my music.

I wish I wasn't alone today though.

I was a dumb. I wish I could've talked to the Weird Sisters when they were here. It's stupid but I wanted to play with them.
(Ward's End)

I feel like this today, so I played. Sometimes emotions are hard to put into words. Music helps.


(OOC: artist playing is Antoine DuFour. I'm just borrowing his awesome.)

I don't mind the rain out. I can still see the trees and lake well enough. It's pretty.

The colours are nice this year. Not as nice as last year though. It all looks dry to me. I mean this year it does.

( cut for pic )

It's not mine. I can't take pictures that nice. I think I saw it in the Shutterbug Wizard. Or maybe it was the Mystic Nature. I don't really remember, sorry.

(Privacy Ward: Alfie)
Hey. What're you going as to the Ball? Do you have a date?
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Wayne)
Fancy a jam session?
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
I don't understand girls. But I really wish I did. I can barely talk to them without sounding like a moron. I turned into a thickey and couldn't put two words together when I saw Sally Anne's hair.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
Holy cack! Sally Anne just shot to near top of the list. And I feel terrible about it! She can't ever know.

I'm going to make today special. No classes. I'm going to go look around the seventh floor for a sweet spot. I haven't been up there yet.
(Ward's End)

Ha! Take that, Puddlemere! The Irish squeezed one by. No Ballycastle? Actually I don't care know, I just saw the headlines in the Prophet. I wouldn't know a Beater from a Chaser in a pinch. Who's in first place again?

ADDED LATER
I need to learn how to play the Hammered Dulcimer.

I'm cack at figuring good Halloween costumes. Last year I went as a hamster and people thought I was a bear.

Sorry Hogwarts. I sorted out how to attach sound charms. A Muggle friend lent me his electric axe and I had a go. It's cack but. But if you see a water mark it worked. Only you can't change the volume. Oh cack.


(Appears as a watermarked musical note that's wand-tappable- unfortunately there is no way to lower or raise the volume)

(Privacy Ward: Myself)
  I need to talk more. It comes so easy to lads like Ayers and Ernie. They get all the pretty girls. How do they do that? How does anyone find girls or lads or anything in this school? And get them to notice you? It looks like they just do it.
(Ward's End)

(Privacy Ward: Alfie)
  Hey. What's new?
(Ward's End)

( That's just the way it is. Some things will never change. )