| sinistra in nocturne_alley @ 2002-08-16 18:16:00 |
| Current mood: | annoyed |
| Current music: | "You-Know-Who Killed the Gryffindor Star" by the Boggarts. |
The new Gilderoy Lockhart.
I was not amused when my pack of cigarettes transfigured itself into a copy of Wizard: Know Thyself. Nor was I amused when my pillow did the same thing. Nor was I amused when I found the pages I had torn out of Wizard: Know Thyself crammed beneath my chamber door. However, Professor Lupin has now gone too far. Today, as I fixed myself a Bloody Morgana, my drink swirled and turned into a particularly familiar looking face which began advertising Wizard: Know Thyself. If you do not relent, Remus, you will not Know Thyself from a flobberworm.
Perhaps Madam Hooch has been correct in her hypothesis that someone has slipped something into the Hogwarts water, for everyone is certainly in quite the abysmal mood lately. It would be most pleasing, if not for Professor Lupin, who continues to spread the word of love as if he were John Denver. This leads to only one assumption, which is the fact that Professor Lupin is the one slipping things into our water. No, I have not turned into an hysterical Hufflepuff, but even I have noticed that Lupin seems a bit too happy. Soon he will begin passing out "Make Love, Not War" buttons and sticking flowers in the ends of our wands.
Mr. Potter seems to have been particularly sour lately, for which I cannot be more pleased. Aside from the fact that he nearly broke one of my telescopes during the Sixth Years' lesson this week, I have noticed he has been grating Professor Snape's nerves especially. I just love it when that vein bulges in Severus's forehead. Mr. Potter, you may take two points for Gryffindor.
In other news, I spied something of great interest from everyone's favourite Charms professor. What is it that Flitwick recites like a mantra? Oh, yes. "Swish and flick." I am pleased to see he puts his theories to practise in privacy as well as in the classroom.
Comments:
 onourbrooms @ 2002-08-16 04:40 pm UTC |
I am also of the opinion that Lupin has discovered drugs as well as himself. (Who would have thought that this particular member of our resident tribe of half-humans would be such a happy, loving soul... I feel myself in need of a basin.) Madam Pompfrey has had quite an interesting influence on him-- there is almost certainly more to that story.
Additionally, I should think the emphasis would be on the "swish". Indeed.
| sinistra @ 2002-08-16 06:23 pm UTC |
The way Poppy tells it, The Book changed her life as well. Of course, Poppy also says there's nothing like a cool glass of lemonade on a Sunday afternoon to end the week. Perhaps the pair of them spent their time changing life's lemons to lemonade and discovering each other. What a delightfully hideous thought.
(parent) lupercus @ 2002-08-16 05:56 pm UTC |
Why, Sinistra, since when are you unable to take a joke? Most disappointing. You always had the most wicked sense of humor among us.
And, alas, you have found me out. It is my every intention to turn Hogwarts from a dreary old place of learning to a banquet of peace and love, and shiny, happy people holding hands. I have replaced Severus' usual black wardrobe with robes of tie-dye, and if I have my way, Quidditch will be replaced by dancing round a maypole. This is of course all part of my master plan, which is to take over the world, though in decidedly less cantankerous manner than a certan overlord. Less power, more flower, as I always say.
Really, Sinistra. You've been spending too much time with Severus again, I'm beginning to think you enjoy thinking the worst of others. Personally, I'd much rather people think I've gone a bit round the bend, than having them cower with fear whenever I pass them in the corridors, or duck into closets to avoid me, or eye me with suspicion, as if I were going to rend them limb from limb at any moment. I rather like that my presence no longer sends the first-years shrieking into the night (I'll leave that to Peeves, and yourself). If it means I'm a joke to my peers, then so be it. I'd rather be a joke than a dangerous, frightening creature capable of devouring people on a whim.
Which, of course, is always a possibility, and that is all the more reason for me to maintain an air of cheerfulness. Less chance of gore, as a result.
Good evening to you.
| sinistra @ 2002-08-16 06:27 pm UTC |
Oh, I assure you, Remus, I have always taken you for the joke you are.
Give my regards to the Missus, won't you? I would do it myself, of course, but as such a hideous object of fear I worry I may remind him of a Dementor. We certainly don't need another night of the staff being awoken due to Black's hysterical screams as he runs from chamber to chamber amidst his malcontent dreams.
-Sylvia.