| potterstinks @ 2003-06-01 22:34:00 |
| Current mood: | enraged |
I've decided that rather than return to Hogwarts, I should simply stay in Cannes and take up private education. Of course, it will be difficult, as I don't speak French, but I'm sure it's easy enough to learn. It's a rather ugly language, but sacrifices have to be made. Besides, I already know how to say Je m'appelle Malfoy and I'm quite certain that's enough to get me places here.
I did consider enrolling in Beauxbatons, but Pansy's informed me that it's not quite all it's cracked up to be. Of course, with a woman like Madam Maxime as Headmaster, that's hardly surprising. Having been taught by private tutors as a child, I'm sure I could make the readjustment quite easily. Of course, I don't actually inherit the estate here until I've turned twenty-one, but as no one else will be using it for three and a half years, I don't see the harm in my staying here. Father and Mother can Floo over in the weekends, and of course there's always owl post. Perhaps I can import tutors from England so I won't have to learn French at all. I'm sure there's nowhere around here for me to go anyway, so it's not as though I'll be fraternising with the natives.
My Grandmother always said I would have got a better education in France, so I'm sure she would be delighted. I've not actually proposed this to My Father yet, but I'm certain he'll see that it's necessary, particularly since Hogwarts seems so bent on treating the Malfoy name with a large percent less than the respect it deserves.
After completing my private education, which I'm sure I'll manage to do early, I think I'll take up a career as a gentleman of leisure. I could even start smoking a pipe. I'll become a mysterious entity that no one ever sees, and I won't have to spend any time having my good name tangled in the affairs of melodramatic riff-raff.
When I've reached about the age of forty, perhaps then I'll return to England and re-apply for Minister of Magic. By this time, of course, I'll have become a paragon of excitement, so that fat Martha will be simply delighted. In fact, I'm sure she'll have started telling 'I knew him when' stories by this point, so she'll likely quiver with awe and ask me for an autograph. I'll have an automated quill made specifically for this purpose, so it won't be any trouble at all. 'Oh, Draco,' she'll say, 'if only I had appointed you Minister of Magic when you were seventeen.' 'Of course, Martha,' I shall say coolly. 'You couldn't have known the error of your ways.' She will clutch her autographed photo and run home to show it to her fat grandchildren.
In Cannes, they will build a statue of me. The plaque will read, 'How grateful we are that he Our Saviour chose a life of Cannes rather than staying at Hogwarts where he was grossly mistreated.'
Comments:
| petitemillicent @ 2003-06-01 10:17 pm UTC Re: |
It is hardly my fault you gave him a point to have.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-01 10:18 pm UTC |
Yes, you're right, of course. It has nothing to do with the fact that I've been whinging about leaving Hogwarts for the better part of six years.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-06-01 10:21 pm UTC Re: |
And this has nothing to do with the fact that I have listened to six years worth of your whinging.
M. B.
| turpinol @ 2003-06-02 06:35 am UTC |
In Cannes, they will build a statue of me. The plaque will read, 'How grateful we are that he Our Saviour chose a life of Cannes rather than staying at Hogwarts where he was grossly mistreated.'
I doubt it would say that. In Cannes, they speak French.
| seamus_f @ 2003-06-02 09:14 am UTC |
You know, you could have at least sent me a magazine or newspaper. What the bloody hell am I supposed to do with this note, Mr. Prove-a-Point?
So now you have a house. Are you going to redecorate?
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-02 07:14 pm UTC |
Cherish it forever. How should I know? The penmanship is stellar.
Well, it's not actually mine until I'm twenty-one, of course, so I've only made vague plans.
| seamus_f @ 2003-06-02 10:53 pm UTC |
Then I shall frame it and put it on my nightstand so it will be the last thing I see before I go to sleep.
Oh, wait, my bed is a little wobbly . . . why, look, I folded your note and shoved it under one leg, et voila! No wobble! Well, that certainly came in handy. Thanks!
Malfoy, surely you will want to get started soonish, at least on the major decisions. Construction takes time. Wouldn't you want it completed BY your twenty-first so that you can have a party for yourself in the redecorated house?
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-03 05:16 am UTC |
Oh, I'm glad I could be a help.
Obviously redecoration takes deep thought. I've gone aruond and taken notes on what should be knocked out, and I've made vague blueprints, but really I've only just started.
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-04 10:36 pm UTC |
Well, you hardly asked. You're not going to imitate them in smaller scales, are you?
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-06-04 11:03 pm UTC |
Of all the . . . of course not! You can't just scale down a manor house and put it into a cottage.
Tea tomorrow then?
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-05 12:51 am UTC |
Well, you never know. There could be miniature sofas.
Fine, Finnigan, but we'll need to go out of doors as I've to examine the grass for Herbology.
| seamus_f @ 2003-06-05 07:23 am UTC |
Miniature sofas? Really, you only have an inch on me, Malfoy.
Looks to be a nice day, but you bring the blanket. I'd rather not hear you carry on about how my homespun is scratching your delicate skin.
| potterstinks @ 2003-06-05 07:46 am UTC |
I meant for your scaled down version of my blueprints, of course.
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