December 3rd, 2003
|01:41 pm - [Private.]|
I'm not even sure why I went into the common room yesterday. I always tell myself that it's just to check up on the children, but I know these children are Slytherin. They're survivors, they'll be alright in the end. And of course I had to get into a my-wand-is-bigger-than-yours competition with Seth while I was there. Naturally. Unavoidably.
I know from Goyle père that he did take the Mark, and it sure as fuck hasn't made him any less dangerous. I know that if I had to spend my nights in the dormitories I'd be a nervous wreck from lack of sleep, expecting to find a knife stabbed into my heart one morning.
Eh, what am I talking about. I am a nervous wreck from lack of sleep.
But my wand is bigger.
Later I discovered Severus sleeping on his desk. Bole didn't show up, so on top of writing a two-foot essay on the Goblin Rebellions, I actually had to teach the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw second year class, and I'm afraid to even think what the board of governors would think about this if they find out. I may know more about Potions than most sane people my age, but I hardly qualify as a teacher. And even though I know Mr. Malfoy is on the board, for Severus' sake I hope they never do find out. He already seems to be hanging on by the last thread.
But you really are the only thing I want for Christmas. Although a certain amount of nudity in front of a crackling hearth wouldn't hurt.
And while I'm at it, I might just as well wish for world peace and puppies for everyone, or what ever.
And... and... Reading some of these Gryffindor essays, I really don't know whether to laugh or cry, or do both, or just to faint from utter disbelief. [/private] You do not, ever, mix elderberry with powdered bloodroot unless you're actually trying to kill someone. And even if that was the case, I'd still suggest something else, possibly from the toxicodendron family, or at least making sure that you're not the one who discovers the body. It's not very pretty, I can assure you.
What's wrong with you people?
And which ever of you little Hufflepuff girls (or boys) slipped me the note after class -- love potions are not in the curriculum. Not only are some of the most potent ones considered dark magic in their own right, they are also banned by the Ministry. So unless you wish to spend your formative years in Azkaban, I suggest you do not attempt to brew them, and suffer the all-consuming pains of unrequited teenage love, just like the rest of us.
[*laughing about the wand part* that was just... fab XD]
[ Boys. ^_^
Gah, we played the greatest scene between them, veryvery Slytherin, and then I stupidly went and lost it, because I forgot that AIM doesn't zxqbjksh#!@ auto-log things like my other program. And now I'm just kicking myself and - yeah. *cry* ]
[Which is probably good why mine does autolog, and I do have the log ;) ]
deadAIM logs everything. ^_^