Brennan had it coming, and I don't want to hear any shit from anyone. That includes the Slytherins.

Oh, I am going to love this term.

An,

Won't be back for New Year's.

Hope yours is happy.

I am apparently a poor nursemaid and sour company. Some people act as though this is a surprise ( Read more... )

Bella.

Shut the fucking hell up.

Sirius likes men. He's not the one dressing up rats.

Well, I'll be staying for hols, because there's no point in trying to earn a few quid over such a short holiday. I'll worry about feeding myself again in the summer, when there's time to worry ( Read more... )

An, it's actually lovely outside today. If you wanted to walk around a bit this afternoon, I'd welcome the company. I promise to only speak of pleasant things. Well, not totally pleasant, but I've got a plan to talk over, and hopefully it's not entirely unpleasant ( Read more... )

You're all infants. Honestly. Two more days and you'll be flinging porridge at breakfast.

Serves you bloody right, Black.

And that's all I have to say to any of you at the moment, except Ted and An, who are the only people here who haven't totally lost their minds.

Speaking of: Ted and An, I probably won't be at table. Not to worry.

Sirius is a ravishing lover. Simply ravishing. Strangely fond of crisps, but that's neither here nor there, and has no impact on his ravishing nature ( Read more... )

An, thanks for the other night. It made me feel - well, like a girl, just another girl. It's an odd feeling, but I'll get used to it if it means we'll be doing that again ( Read more... )