I received a lot more applicants than I expected, you poor desperate souls. Remember, once you send your name in, there’s no going back. Have fun at the dance, my pretties!
It’s going to be dramatic night. Try not to have too much fun, love birds.

I am happy to announce that this weekend we will be holding The Valentine’s Day Ball. You might have heard about a certain match-making game, so GG’s here to tell you all about it. Listen closely, dears.
In order to participate in the match-making game, you kids will need to fill out the form below as instructed.
Start out with your:
Then for the next couple categories, you will be asked to select from the few following options.
Favorite Color
Favorite Class
Favorite Candy
Follow the instructions and submit it to my inbox here. The success of your future love life depends on it. So if you want to participate, send in your quizzes as soon as possible, chickapoos! The dance waits for no one. And remember, once you send one in you can’t back out. No exceptions. Now, let the love games begin!

how about we play a little game of Super Superlatives? Send me a superlative such as “Most Annoying” or “Hottest Potter” and I’ll be happy to share who’s who in the castle. Leave me a little love, chickapoos. Do it!

Take it up with her, sweetie. She’s the one stealing your title, as well as a certain other Slytherin.
All I’ve got to say is that this weekend is gonna get very interesting.

Remember to leave your vote for who you think is the real Queen of Slytherin in my inbox! You must be off anonymous, and this Slytherin must be a female fifth, sixth, or seventh year. If you haven’t yet, send me an owl! Go, go, go!
Drink to that. Yeah, yeah.

Who’s up for some gossip games, hm?

So let’s start out with chatting about my favorite shape of all time, the Hogwarts’ Heptagon of Horndogs! It appears that James and Karissa have made their title official. I’m actually quite glad about this little union, if it means Karissa has finally decided to close her legs. We don’t want some genital warts to be spreading around faster than the weedo-shit poison from not too long ago. I have also decided than I’m kicking out Malekai from the heptagon, since it seems that he’s falling off the edge of the Earth. But don’t worry, my little chickapoos. GG’s found the perfect replacement for the missing angle.
Speaking of angles, what’s Nathan’s angle, hm? Ever since Karissa has been taken off the market, it seems to me like Nathan’s moved on to the next one, and I’m sad to say, it doesn’t look like little, joy Johnny. Congrats to November McCoy, Gryffindor sixth year, who has seemed to have captured Longbottom’s eyes and steal Malekai’s old spot in the heptagon. Although GG is all for the idea of Hogwarts’ first public threesome, I can’t help but think that Nathan’s new desire is to carry Karissa’s old title as the school’s slut. Novemeber, darling, my only advice is… wear a hat when you’re under. And Johnny, well, it’s too late to give you any advice.
Speaking of titles, here’s a sticky predicament. The question of the week: Who really is the new “Queen of Slytherin”? After the small brawl last night between Big-Bitch Kennedy Fontaine and Miss Self-Proclaimed Queen Grace Milani, that question was all anybody could be thinking about. So GG has left it upon herself to resolve this little problem. I’m leaving the decision up to the people. Who do you believe is the true Queen of Slytherin? Kennedy? Grace? Or is there another wallflower who truly deserves the title? Cast your votes without the anonymous option in my inbox, and next week, during my next Sunday Secret Spillage, I will announce who I will be bestowing the prestigious title upon.
And finally, might I say. A very warm, welcome back is in order for the one and only Stella Nordstrum. Hope you’re not too shaken up on your first day of classes, deary. That’s all for now, sweethearts. Until next week!
Oh, I’d have to agree. I’d love to have me some of that.

Heard that little joy, Johnny? Someone’s got a little crush.
And I ship it! Sailing Ship!

Juice.

They’re a ship?

Sailing Ship, nonetheless!