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[bloodserpent]

Going through my comments I noticed a few things.

1. Edgecombe is the master of witty repartee (once again, Edgecombe that's sarcasm).

2. Pansy knows a little too much about me than she should.

3. Draco's not even Draco anymore. Is it the gay thing? Or Potter? That's right. I heard all about it. I don't really care abut your sexuality, Draco but...

Comments

[__prefectgirl]

It's Inga and she's not Belgian. She's Swedish. Which is not an easy mistake to make, so don't even try.

[bloodserpent]

She sounded Belgian to my alcohol affected ears.

[__serpiente]

Don't bloody start, Blaise. Don't fucking start.

I'm still Draco, of course I'm fucking Draco. I've never liked kissing girls, I've always cared more about my appearance than anyone else I know, and I have impeccable taste in clothing. The only thing that's different is that I admit I like fucking boys.

It's none of your business who I have or do not have interest in. So fuck off.

And leave Daphne alone, or I'll hex your bits off.

[bloodserpent]

Oh but I'm starting.

Personality wise, you're not the Draco Malfoy I knew. Draco Malfoy always had impeccable taste in everything, including people. You don't think we all thought you were a little... that way? But with the exception of Nott we didn't give a fuck. What I give a fuck about is that you're leaving us for Gryffindors. You missed the Slytherin graduation party for fuck's sake.

I'm leaving her alone. Just curious.

[__serpiente]

I'm not leaving you for Gryffindors. And I sincerely apologize for having my second identity crisis of the year the day of the party. I'll try to schedule the next one when it's convenient for everyone else.

I don't know what you're expecting me to say, Blaise. That I'll forsake everything Gryffindor and come back to the loving arms of the Slytherin common room and everyone in it? In the beginning of the year, I would have done it in a second. But shit happens. Things change. People change. I've changed.

You'll just have to deal with it.

[theworldofvain]

The hell you talking about, Blaise?

[bloodserpent]

It's code. Obviously.

I was still a little pissed when posting this (I couldn't let Snape find the bottles half full, could I?) so...

I think that's self explanatory.

[mari_the_sneak]

Your a bloody git. And no one likes you, so stop trying.

[bloodserpent]

Because I'm trying so hard.

[scratch_artist]

Oh come on now Zabini, when do you even know anything about any sort of muggle....at all?

The world is ending cause someone didn't comment.

[bloodserpent]

Guessing, Thomas.

Yes, I'm horribly depressed. It's as if I went to a Gryffindor party. I couldn't care less. I was just surprised.

[scratch_artist]

Next time save us from it? Just stick to what you know....nothing.

Actually the party was quite lively considering the people that were there. I don't think that I had the privelege of seeing you there though. Such a shame.

If you couldn't care less then, please do tell me, why did you post it?

[bloodserpent]

Ooh. Well I guess I should. After I go cry in a corner, of course.

Isn't the whole point of these journal things to post what's on your mind? I was expressing my surprise. How rude of me, forcing you to read what I was thinking.