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Am feeling a bit better today, despite having to sternly admonish some students for some questionable (and most appreciated) behaviour on their part. Am appalled and flattered, and considering spending more time near Slytherin house. Just to keep an eye on them, of course. Make sure they stay out of trouble.
Will also keep tabs on certain Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, as well.
However, then the house-elves served blasted vegetarian lasagne this evening, which caused me to grumble a bit and flee for my rooms to send an owl to Charlie that said, simply:
Brains, need brains. Signed, Igor.
Hopefully, he gets the joke, but more importantly, he gets the message and obliges a starving werewolf. I can't take much more of this.
Amused myself this evening by looking through old photo albums from my school days. jadedsirius, potions_master, purestblood, onourbrooms, and sinistra might be interested in what I found. Some of these pictures are highly amusing. At least, they are to me.
A very young Sirius Black. Tattoo not real. Sirius is big wuss.
Frank Longbottom, the future Mrs. Alice Longbottom, and yours truly. wheresmytoad, you are welcome to keep this photograph, if you like.
An angst-ridden potions_master. He went through this phase, you see... oh, wait. He's still going through it. I believe sinistra took this photo. Alcohol most likely involved.
Myself as a prefect (I know, imagine that) and some 'ickle firsties'.
James potter, and coffee. Always with the coffee.
purestblood in a rare moment of brevity, perhaps taken shortly after giving an unsuspecting Gryffindor a good hexing.
Lucius and a young Severus, on Hallowe'en. At least, I hope to Godric that this is Hallowe'en.
Sirius (during his "let's see just how hideous my clothes can be!" phase) and me after a rather horrifying haircut.
Slytherins at play. L to R: Crabbe, MacNair, Severus, Goyle and Malfoy.
A lovely photo of onourbrooms (standing), scotchtartan and Lily Evans. Double double, toil and trouble, indeed.
Myself and Sirius, post-N.E.W.T.S.
Severus Snape, post-N.E.W.T.S, pre-hangover.
Hallowe'en, 1977. A little eyeliner goes a long way.
The always-enchanting Lily Evans Potter.
I may put up more photos as I come across them.
Off to prepare some last-minute notes for this infernal lecture this Sunday. Charlie arrives tomorrow night, along with a special guest whom I suspect some of you might remember.
We shall have to wait and see.
Will also keep tabs on certain Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, as well.
However, then the house-elves served blasted vegetarian lasagne this evening, which caused me to grumble a bit and flee for my rooms to send an owl to Charlie that said, simply:
Brains, need brains. Signed, Igor.
Hopefully, he gets the joke, but more importantly, he gets the message and obliges a starving werewolf. I can't take much more of this.
Amused myself this evening by looking through old photo albums from my school days. jadedsirius, potions_master, purestblood, onourbrooms, and sinistra might be interested in what I found. Some of these pictures are highly amusing. At least, they are to me.
A very young Sirius Black. Tattoo not real. Sirius is big wuss.
Frank Longbottom, the future Mrs. Alice Longbottom, and yours truly. wheresmytoad, you are welcome to keep this photograph, if you like.
An angst-ridden potions_master. He went through this phase, you see... oh, wait. He's still going through it. I believe sinistra took this photo. Alcohol most likely involved.
Myself as a prefect (I know, imagine that) and some 'ickle firsties'.
James potter, and coffee. Always with the coffee.
purestblood in a rare moment of brevity, perhaps taken shortly after giving an unsuspecting Gryffindor a good hexing.
Lucius and a young Severus, on Hallowe'en. At least, I hope to Godric that this is Hallowe'en.
Sirius (during his "let's see just how hideous my clothes can be!" phase) and me after a rather horrifying haircut.
Slytherins at play. L to R: Crabbe, MacNair, Severus, Goyle and Malfoy.
A lovely photo of onourbrooms (standing), scotchtartan and Lily Evans. Double double, toil and trouble, indeed.
Myself and Sirius, post-N.E.W.T.S.
Severus Snape, post-N.E.W.T.S, pre-hangover.
Hallowe'en, 1977. A little eyeliner goes a long way.
The always-enchanting Lily Evans Potter.
I may put up more photos as I come across them.
Off to prepare some last-minute notes for this infernal lecture this Sunday. Charlie arrives tomorrow night, along with a special guest whom I suspect some of you might remember.
We shall have to wait and see.