| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 14:30:00 |
Entry.
My mother owled me today asking how I did for my N.E.W.T.s.
I told her I am getting married soon.
And that I plan to have several children, so that I would not notice if I lose any.
When will you come back.
You are welcome, too.
M. B.
Comments:
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 12:54 pm UTC |
She is.
Does she still fancy peach fragrance, by the by?
| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 12:55 pm UTC |
I do not know.
You and your son pay more attention to her perfume than I do.
M. B.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 12:57 pm UTC |
It is quite a memorable perfume. I shan't ever forget it.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 01:02 pm UTC |
His reaction was only natural and out of fear for the safety of his olfactory senses.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 01:09 pm UTC |
In times of danger, one must often put themselves before their friends.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 01:11 pm UTC |
Oh, darling, of course I understand. I understand more than you know.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-04-18 02:14 pm UTC |
You always have, my love. People underestimate you at times, much to their detriment. Knowledge can be a dangerous thing, can't it, my beloved wife?
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 02:17 pm UTC |
You are right, Lucius. Many people dismiss me as insipid or the like and they cannot be more wrong. Knowledge can indeed be dangerous. Even one without my superior intellect knows this.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-04-18 02:19 pm UTC |
Your intellect is quite superior, my love. As are several of your more notable attributes.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-04-18 02:23 pm UTC |
Might I stop by your chambers momentarily? I have something for you, darling.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 01:12 pm UTC |
Yes.
Perfume is very dangerous to Draco.
He might have to breathe it.
This does not explain your perfume, however.
M. B.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 01:13 pm UTC |
Breathing in something that one does not find to their liking is indeed dangerous.
My perfume needs no explanation.
Narcissa Peltier Malfoy
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 01:19 pm UTC |
I like fonts. They amuse me.
Narcissa Peltier Malfoy
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-04-18 12:56 pm UTC |
Of course it is, as is yours. We Malfoys photograph well.
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 12:54 pm UTC |
I'm surprised your mother hasn't asked how your retirement's going, actually.
| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 12:56 pm UTC |
She also wished me a happy sixteenth birthday this year.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 01:13 pm UTC |
Your mother is always good for entertainment. I should send her my regards.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 01:22 pm UTC |
I thought you were having a lie in.
Is your injury not bothering you.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 01:29 pm UTC |
Of course I'm having a lie in. I do have a laptop, after all.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:21 pm UTC |
The question is, how will you go on without a hand.
It is not like you have seven to begin with.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:30 pm UTC |
If you lose both your arms by not listening to me, I promise to use you as a lamp stand.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 03:33 pm UTC |
I'm bored and I've no idea what that was even supposed to mean.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:34 pm UTC |
Well, neither do I.
I am just wondering how many comments it will take to make you stop typing.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 03:36 pm UTC |
My wrist is healed, you Muggle-lover. Of course, the whole affair was rather taxing, but it certainly doesn't mean I can't type. I've always been able to go above and beyond my limitations, as you ought to know by now.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:39 pm UTC |
All I want for Christmas this year is for you to have seven hands.
I have decided that it would be funny for me.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 03:41 pm UTC |
Where would they even fit? Shall I grow a hand out of each ear for you? Oh, wait, I don't particularly care what you want for Christmas. I thought I'd give you a dead hand.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:47 pm UTC |
Oh yes, that is true.
Sometimes I forget you are barely three feet tall.
It was not dead until you opened it.
Ain't death grand.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 03:50 pm UTC |
Yes, I'm sure if I'd opened it a day earlier, it would have been alive. Surely its expiration date was the very moment I opened it.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:52 pm UTC |
It is all right to appreciate dead things, Draco.
I will not judge you.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 03:53 pm UTC |
Oh, yes. I've gained new appreciation for puffskeins simply because I've now seen two of them dead. Never mind that one of them turned into a zombie and tried to eat me. Please.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 03:59 pm UTC |
That, too, was funny.
Especially the part where you scream like a Hufflepuff.
Quick, think of another topic to talk about.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:01 pm UTC |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
You're afraid of the puffskein zombie, aren't you? Now I can't think of anything else to discuss. Look what you've done.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:10 pm UTC |
Somehow I doubt she owled you at Hogwarts to let you know. Are you trying to force me onto Eglantine?
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:18 pm UTC |
Oh, well. In that case, I ought to start courting her, don't you think? How could I resist a woman called Eglantine?
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 04:22 pm UTC |
I ask my father the very same question during the three times I see him a year.
Oddly, he thought I was being amusing.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:25 pm UTC |
He'll undoubtedly step aside when he learns my heart is set on the fair Eglantine. In case you were wondering, as your stepfather I'll not be giving you pocket money, so you may have to start borrowing from someone.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 04:33 pm UTC |
Well I am sure the Weasleys have some to spare, now that there are lesser mouths to feed.
I shall enquire.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:37 pm UTC |
I'm rather appalled that you'd suggest that. Surely you don't think they've got money now.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 04:39 pm UTC |
Perhaps you should be their step-father instead.
Theirs seem to be broken.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 04:43 pm UTC |
Molly Weasley is fat Millicent. Besides, when I get married, I certainly won't be choosing a wife who would let my heirs die. That's just thoughtless.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-18 04:47 pm UTC |
You know what they say, if you do not have seven pairs of eyes, do not have seven kids.
It was no surprise they never saw that coming.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 05:23 pm UTC |
Well, I'm to go to Paris with My Parents for dinner. Perhaps you should have thought about this before you went back to Hogwarts. Have you no books?
(parent)| wehavefive @ 2004-04-18 05:27 pm UTC |
I had.
And then you stole them.
Perhaps you should have thought of that before asking that stupid question.
Well then, I will just have to go find other less fortunate people to entertain me.
Later.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 05:29 pm UTC |
I've not stolen all of your books, you twit. If you're lonely, Largebottom's still there.
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 05:34 pm UTC |
Shall I send you the inevitable remains of my dinner when I don't finish it?
(parent)| wehavefive @ 2004-04-18 05:40 pm UTC |
I am sorry, you must have mistaken me for someone else who had just lost two of their family members.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2004-04-18 05:43 pm UTC |
Oh, pardon. I thought you might be tired of eating Hogwarts food. Silly me for being thoughtful. My civility is such a burden.
(parent)| wehavefive @ 2004-04-18 05:48 pm UTC |
Well, I was not planning on reject the food if you wish to send any.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-19 09:19 am UTC |
Well you thought of it first.
But yes, I agree.
M. B.
| blushcrush @ 2004-04-18 10:11 pm UTC |
Millicent I don't understand how you could say something like that. I just don't.
| petitemillicent @ 2004-04-19 09:26 am UTC |
Well, at least you are consistent in your handicap.
M. B.