onourbrooms @ 2004-06-09 10:20:00

Current mood:

groggy and irritated

Right, so I hereby formally apologize for anything Alarico (the rather loud man running about the castle loose insulting everything he sees, including potted plants) might say or has already said to any of you, students and staff.

Earlier he had a row with a picture. (It was Sibyll's rather nice painting of Amphilochus and Alcmaeon, too. Now they're insisting that they must get revenge, and I finally had to cover them with a sheet so that we could get any sleep.)

He scared Sprout so badly with his ranting last night that she nearly fell down the stairs. She's been giving me unpleasant looks ever since, even though I caught her before she went tumbling. I suspect to find something nasty and leafy awaiting me the next time I turn a dark corner.

As the last time I saw Alarico I was twenty years old, reserve Chaser for the Harpies, and working for QUABBLE, he's been screamingly aghast over the fact that I am now something as modest as a jim teacher. I have no idea what this means, nor who Jim is. I suspect it is something Muggle, which of course to my "I-am-so-pureblooded-I-excrete-diamonds" brother is quite the insult indeed.

I think this is the first time I have ever defended Sirius Black against someone else's insults. But Sirius has it good. At least he is not an alcohol-sodden lesbian living in sin in a tower, as I am constantly reminded.

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