Pansy, if you have declined Boot, Terry's smoking lessons and have in fact decided that the red cigarettes offend you, I would pay a decent sum to buy them back. I find that my stock-pile is more diminished than I had realised. If you would like a genuinely useful gift for your possible visit to Beauxbatons, I have something that may appeal to ( Read more... )

I see little reason why solving riddles for recreation should be a good use of ones time. Life is itself a riddle, and for me the only one worth pondering ( Read more... )

Yesterday afternoon was spent in Diagon Alley, predictably, where the necessary supplies and accoutrement were purchased for the impending Autumn term. Attempts were made to venture into Knockturn Alley, where myself and Draco learned we are no longer welcome at Borgin and Burkes. Unfortunate, but there are other shoppes equally worth our unique ( Read more... )

Millicent and I have taken leave of Draco, Pansy, and Malfoy Manor, having both Apparated with precision to Siracusa, Sicily, the hearth and home of all Zabinis, even those who should happen to reside in Ilfracombe. Signora Malfoy, you would like Siracusa for it is built on an ancient Greek settlement, and still many historical structures stand ( Read more... )

Draco, where have you gone to?

I am in front of our agreed meeting place, Fortescue's, and you have yet to arrive. Appear soon or I will partake of this offensive, faux gelato without you and thus will be forced celebrate the success of our mission solo.

You did manage to get away unscathed, I hope?

Grazie, cara. I am sorry it took me so long to let you in earlier. You should be happy to know that the swelling has gone down and I no longer need to wear those horrid bandages. The quill is once more comfortable betwixt my fingers.

Pansy, turkey legs? I think not.

I had thought that, with my archnemesis Thomas, Dean's untimely passing, life at Hogwarts would revert to being a bit simpler. After all, no longer must I hear uncouth shouts of "Cool" and/or "You Lothario, Zabini, Blaise!" reverberating off of the corridors. Gone should be words and noises and other assorted things that I associate with ( Read more... )

Games are everything and nothing.

I find merit in both.

I might be incline to say more on the matter but I have decided that less is more and therefore shall cease to expound upon my findings.

Well, well. It seems that certain people have no tact whatsoever. How utterly crass ( Read more... )

Potter:

You had best scratch this out immediately. Procrastinate in fulfilling this order and you will find yourself limbless.