A mali estremi, estremi rimedi.

[bullystrode]

I must confess I hardly feel very forgiving when my own house has been invaded. Theodore, I hope you are pleased with yourself, and enjoying the company of my parents and the luxuries of Bulstrode Manor. I'll be locked in my wing for dinner, once more.

Comments

[nott_a_lot]

Your mother has said she would like you down for dinner. I thought you might want to know.

[bullystrode]

Please tell my mother I am not up for the company. I have a delicate appetite.

[nott_a_lot]

I won't say anything of the sort. Don't you think that it's beneath you to treat your parents that way?

[bullystrode]

Treat them what way? They brought it upon themselves when they neglected my wishes NOT to have YOU here the whole break. Or any part of it.

[shutterbugaboo]

Did you have to turn my owl green?

[shutterbugaboo]

I mean, if you're locked in there you don't have anything to do, right?

[shutterbugaboo]

Draco is talking to me...

[bullystrode]

I agree with Draco.

[shutterbugaboo]

He said I was handsome?

[bullystrode]

No.

He said that the right thing is the thing that always yeilds worthwhile results.

You just could not stand to have any secrets, could you?