| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 11:15:00 |
| Current mood: | enraged |
Given that this weekend is a Hogsmeade weekend, I got up early this morning and went to the village to see about having my watch fixed. Oh, what's that you say? Why would my watch need to be fixed? I suppose I ought to explain that as well, it being a trifle irritating.
Yesterday morning I had Double Charms with the Hufflepuffs, which is generally a dreary event in an otherwise dreary day, as I have Double Potions with Gryffindor in the afternoon. Why anyone should choose to make my Friday miserable is beyond me, but then, there's not much point in being surprised, is there? After all, this is Hogwarts we're discussing here.
In any case, we were practising Inversion Charms. Why would you need Inversion Charms? Of course, they're handy to know and all, but I fail to see the practical aspect of them. When do you find yourself walking about thinking, 'Oh, hello, the print of this blanket would really do better inverted.' Or perhaps you've thought to yourself, 'I'd just love to see what this book looked like if the letters were inverted, since that is ever so practical and useful.' Flitwick, on the other hand, seems to think this is this year's black, as he was rather excited.
Flitwick also seems to think that he and I have formed a camaraderie due to the fact that I asked him for a slip to go to Chudley. Never mind that this was well over a fortnight ago, and never mind the fact that I only asked him only because he was the first professor I saw who wasn't Professor Snape. Never mind all of that, for Professor Flitwick now feels that we are 'pals'. How nice.
Since Flitwick feels we are bosom buddies, he decided that I would be a suitable volunteer for people to try their Inversion Charms on. I ask you, is this how people treat their comrades in arms? Would you ever put one of your friends in danger of being practised on by Hufflepuffs? I was rather alarmed, as I thought he was going to allow everyone to practise by inverting my face or something equally macabre, but, as it turned out, he just wanted them to use my watch. Since I was relieved that they weren't going to be turning my eyes inverted, I agreed to allow them simply to keep them from casting charms on my person. Of course, I was well aware that I was risking the death of my watch, but I needn't explain my generosity, I'm sure. Also, I assumed Flitwick would be able to undo any of their mistakes.
Silly me! I should, of course, have realised that there would be one person in the lot who would be a larger disaster area than the rest. Who was that person, you ask? That person was Crabbe. One from my own house. Can you believe it? Somehow, he managed to make it so that my watch spewed forth fire at anyone who popped it open. Not just any fire, of course. Pink fire. Even Flitwick couldn't figure out what he'd done, which is why I had to go to Hogsmeade this morning to see a specialist.
Madame Ballard is the best watch specialist in Hogsmeade, by which I mean she's the only watch specialist in Hogsmeade. After waiting in queue for nearly five minutes, which is absolutely ridiculous given that the wizard in front of me was dressed shabbily and clearly should have been made to wait until I was done, she managed to change the colour of the fire to chartreuse, but informed me that the watch was beyond repair.
I suppose it is time I retired my watch, given that it's nearly three years old, but I was quite fond of it. I suppose if I had to choose a new watch, I'd choose this one, which is slightly similar to the one I've lost due to Crabbe's blunder. My birthday is only eighteen days away, you realise, so perhaps I shall receive a new watch then.
I see Potter has gone off to St Mungo's overnight. This is hardly unexpected. I am surprised it has taken this long, actually.
Comments:
| blondenarcissa @ 2003-12-13 05:31 am UTC |
Dearest Draco,
Was the colour of the fire perhaps not just 'pink' but leaning toward 'blush' or 'bashful' or perhaps even 'bliss'? Mayhap Vincent thought you ought to like a bit of bashful pink about your wrist to remind you of your mother.
I am quite sorry that your watch is no longer to your likely. Possibly, as you have already noted, you may receive a suitable one for your birthday.
Love,
Mother
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 09:03 am UTC |
No, Mother, actually it leant more toward fuchsia than anything else.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2003-12-13 12:19 pm UTC |
Fuchsia?
Well then! That was rather rude of him, wasn't it?
Love,
Mother
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 12:33 pm UTC |
It truly was, Mother. It's quite fortunate that we are to go home next weekend, as I'm very nearly reaching the end of my tether.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2003-12-13 04:10 pm UTC |
Draco Darling,
I am most looking forward to seeing you! It feels as thought it has been ages since I have seen my ever so handsome boy.
Do not fret. Your holiday will be here soon. Do not wander too close to the end of your tether, dear. I wouldn't want for you to become vexed. Vexation causes unsightly eye wrinkles, you know.
Love,
Mother
| blondenarcissa @ 2003-12-13 04:11 pm UTC |
As well you should be, Vincent! I shall have to owl your family concerning this matter.
Narcissa Peltier Malfoy
| seamus_f @ 2003-12-13 07:20 am UTC |
I'm just glad it hasn't taken any longer.
Would you like to go back into town? Are you finished with your Christmas shopping?
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 09:04 am UTC |
I've still not got anything for My Father, Goyle or Potter. On the other hand, I don't intend to shop for gifts with Patil.
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-12-13 09:19 am UTC |
Oh, don't be such a snob. She's a perfectly nice girl. It wasn't she who had the crush, anyway. And if I can put up with the constant MB abuse for the sake of you, and Harry, then you can spend one afternoon putting up with a mild amount of silliness. And you both have the same penchant for Capitalization, so there's something in common.
Besides, who else would help you find something for Harry? Come on, come with us!
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 11:54 am UTC |
First of all, I don't need help picking out something for Potter, as he's simple-minded and it requires something as idiotic as a pot of ink. Second of all, no. I have better things to do.
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-12-13 12:07 pm UTC |
Oh, stop being so contrary and predictably irritable. Like fun you have better things to do, but if you'd rather stew than shop, I shan't keep you. Anyway, Harry isn't simple-minded and you know it, so give it a rest.
If you find yourself willing to be put into a better mood later this evening, I will be around.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 12:16 pm UTC |
I'd rather drown myself than spend time with that sodding moron. For your information, I am going out to look for gifts, but I certainly don't need anyone else's opinions on them so I'll thank you and everyone else to leave me quite alone.
Why should I want to be in a better mood? I think this one is quite suitable for such a stupid day in a stupid castle.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-13 12:45 pm UTC |
My god, Crabbe, keep up. I've been waiting for you for ten minutes. Obviously I still intend on having you carry my bags. Fetch my scarf from the dormitory and meet me in the common room in five minutes. If you're late, I will paste you to the door of Filch's bedroom by the ear.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 05:24 am UTC |
Pay up.
You will feel better after you get it out of your pocket.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 05:26 am UTC |
Why haven't you asked Gross to pay up?
What is your icon?
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 05:30 am UTC |
Gross is pretending not to speak English.
Do you like it?
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 05:30 am UTC |
If you've decided to embrace your inner Christmas joy, I'm afraid you're going to have to go it alone.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 05:41 am UTC |
All I want for Christmas is for you to pay up.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 05:48 am UTC |
What other ones?
Why are you not paying up?
Are you out of money?
Do you realise the betting pool was your idea?
Why do you not like my tree?
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 05:51 am UTC |
I shall pay up via a swift punch to your throat while you eat.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 05:55 am UTC |
I told you not to bet against me for I am never wrong.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:00 am UTC |
I, unlike you, would have happily paid up if you won the bet.
What did you get me for Christmas?
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:04 am UTC |
Yes, well, you'd have had reason to do so happily, now wouldn't you?
Brand new icons for your journal, evidently.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:07 am UTC |
That is true but you still owe me money.
Make me icons then.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:11 am UTC |
You've already made them yourself, you intestinal disease.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:16 am UTC |
Why all the hate?
Everything is so pretty during Christmas.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:18 am UTC |
I never said I had anything against Christmas. You, however, are not, as far as I know, related to Christmas in any way.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:20 am UTC |
I am everything Christmas can ever hope to be, Draco.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:35 am UTC |
You are right.
My mother used to say how much you look like the fairy on our Christmas tree when we were little.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:38 am UTC |
Really? That's strange. My Mother used to wonder why our Christmas turkey was walking out the door wearing your robes.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 06:43 am UTC |
Really, it is not that strange.
Do you want to help hang the ornaments on my tree?
I cannot reach the bottom branches.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:47 am UTC |
Of course not. How ever could you reach around your stomach?
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 06:54 am UTC |
No.
It has also become evident that you do not deserve my childhood trees. You may give them back at any time.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 07:01 am UTC |
What's that supposed to mean? You don't want them? That's gracious, for you.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 07:03 am UTC |
I am not entirely sure what trees you are referring to.
I would, however, like you to pay up.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 07:06 am UTC |
I am, of course, referring to the source material for your icons.
(parent)| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 07:10 am UTC |
I am not. Your confusion has made my offhand comment look ridiculous. What have you got me for my birthday?
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 07:18 am UTC |
The kind that would no longer be a surprise if known in advance.
M. B.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 07:34 am UTC |
As in the type that has yet to be bought?
Of course not.
M. B.
| potterstinks @ 2003-12-15 07:37 am UTC |
Well, I don't see how that could possibly be the case.
(parent)| petitemillicent @ 2003-12-15 07:38 am UTC |
Have you wrapped up my Christmas present yet?
M. B.
