| wheresmytoad @ 2003-12-03 21:42:00 |
Cold December flies away
I think that a good snowball fight would definitely improve everybody's mood. Harry could let out some pent up tension (not that I blame him in the least, worrying about Professor Lupin and all), and Ron could take a crack at flattening Malfoy, which would certainly cheer him up. Seamus needs to get the blood circulating again, because he's looking peaky from moping around the library too much. And Dean . . . well, Dean never needs the least excuse for a snowball fight.
The trouble is getting everyone out to enjoy the snow, though. Haven't even had as much time to play chess with Padma as I'd like because the professors are loading us up with extra essays and threatening us all with practice N.E.W.T.s tests.
I got an owl from Mr. Takakura, which was quite a nice surprise. He told me all about the improvements they made this autumn to the greenhouse and the orangery at Heaton Hall, and he put a bit in the postscript about Sara, which I think might have been the real reason he was writing to me. She's still seeing that Jeremy bloke, and Mr. Takakura thinks she seems happy. Was glad to get a little bit of news about her, even if--well. Mr. T. asked me whether I might come back to work next summer. Don't think it's likely, really. I'd be wanting a job more directly related to the work I want to do long-term after leaving school, and I couldn't get much opportunity to work with magical medicinal plants at Heaton Hall.
I toyed for a bit with the idea of staying here at Hogwarts for Christmas, until I figured out the real reason: I wanted to avoid Gran. And I realised that's not fair to her. It's one thing to avoid answering her letters, but sooner or later, I'm going to have to see her face to face and talk to her. So I've decided I'm going home after all. Best to hash it out and get it all over with.
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