lupercus @ 2003-03-28 23:41:00

Current mood: irritated

Was decidedly put out today by a horrible stench eminating from the bath in my rooms. At first I was convinced that [info]jadedsirius had once again left his socks laying about but upon further investigation I discovered that no, Sirius's feet are not the culprit. In fact, a Bundimun has taken up residence in the floor. From what I could see of the creature before it scuttled away it's really rather small, so I will have to ask the house-elves to give me a hand in getting rid of it with some handy scouring charms.

Meanwhile this has left me without a bath for the evening and very disgruntled about it.

Spent yesterday evening supervising [info]just_harry and [info]potterstinks's detentions. Draco was unusually quiet and fairly obedient, and cleaned the Murtlap tanks. Pity about the robes, but who wears good robes to a session of messy manual labour involving animals, I'd like to know?

Come to think of it, the garlic that strange boy wore around his neck may have attracted the bloody Bundimun to my quarters. Or, perhaps it was just Sirius' socks. Alas, we may never truly know.

Anyway, Harry looked particularly famished so we shared tea while he helped me in my office. We had a very nice and overdue chat, and then we went to go clean the Fwooper cages. All in all, it was a very subdued detention session. Highly unusual, considering, but I won't complain.

Right. I want my bath. Nevermind the house-elves, Sirius can help me with the scouring charms. If I can get him to talk to me. Unfortunately he's off somewhere sulking, and frankly I can't blame him. People can be extremely careless about what they say to others, without thinking of the consequences. I'm all for mental sparring, but I've no patience for those who are mean for the sake of being mean. I've got first-years more mature than that.

Bugger the Bundimun. I'm going to go find my Padfoot.


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