My conversations with your Hufflepuff fanclub have mainly consisted of: "Can you be a little quieter, please? And why are you all hanging around here so much all of a sudden?" I've always counted the library among my refuges, it's not nice to have them invading it all of a sudden, and on your account, too. Still, a Shakespeare production would be rather fun. I wouldn't mind playing one of the supporting characters in some of the plays.
Be careful with that cat, Sirius, don't let you fanclub see her with you. They wouldn't be able to stop themselves-- neither would I, but at least I'd only be cooing over the cat. Of course, Taliesin-- my tabby-- probably wouldn't be very pleased if I came back to the common room smelling like another cat.
My conversations with your Hufflepuff fanclub have mainly consisted of: "Can you be a little quieter, please? And why are you all hanging around here so much all of a sudden?"
...So, in other words, your conversations with the Hufflepuff fanclub mainly consist of you talking and them giggling?
Well, for once I apologize for having a hand in making you annoyed. In regards to the fan club invading the library, I mean. Though technically it's more Remus' fault than mine, for introducing me to Shakespeare in the first place and causing this whole chain of events.
About the cat -- are you implying that girls like it when guys are sitting around wincing and being covered in cat fur? I really can't see how that can be attractive. I mean, both the cat and I are cute on our own, but together we're a bit silly.
...So, in other words, your conversations with the Hufflepuff fanclub mainly consist of you talking and them giggling?
Well, yes.
Don't you dare blame it on Remus, though. They're only interested in Shakespeare because you are, the purebloods didn't even know he existed before! Though I find it slightly odd that a wizard library has a Muggle playwright's work. Perhaps some forgotten headmaster was fond of Shakespeare.
Well, I don't think they bother to notice that you're wincing in pain. They see cat, and think "Cute! Fluffy! Awww, so sweet!" They see cat and you, and the reaction is something along the line of "OMG, SQUEEEEEEEEEE!" Which hurts my ears. So don't let them see you with the cat.
Hey, if you don't want the cat, I'll take it. Not that I'm ultra-fond of cats (though three cats have us at my family's house, and trust me, that IS the correct way of putting it), but a cute cat that interests all the Hufflepuff girls...
...well, that sounds very good indeed.
Of course, I'd have to take care of it, but weighing that against the potential social benefits--well, that more than balances out.
Of course, the only problem is that I'm not by any stretch of the imagination Sirius. One of the Muggle-borns from the Hufflepuff cadre (I hear them at dinner every night; I'd have to be deaf not to hear the squeeing) think that Sirius looks like some Byronic (?) antihero called Boy Ronald.
Another of the girls has a copy of an enchanted second-hand book called Withering Highs, or something like that, which sounds like it would be a warning treatise about the effects of magical narcotics on male sexual ability, but is apparently about two people (a man and a woman, just to clear that up) who manage to be utterly daft about
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Er, no, the cat isn't Lily's, she's mine. That is to say, I mean, er, hello, my name's Chaeyz, and, um, Jenyae recently made me acquainted with your little, um, group, and I haven't posted anything before but then you mentioned Mouse and I realized where it is she'd been getting to every day and, um, yes, nice to meet you all, I'm sure
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Er, hello, Chaeyz. Goodness, this silly journal-thing is getting quite popular. Please tell me you're not friends with the fourth year Hufflepuff girls.
I'm guessing the cat is yours, because she did respond when I called her Mouse -- pretty apt name, all things considered. Since she wanders so much, d'you want her back? Because if not, there's this bloke Hugh Tynbridge, Hufflepuff fifth year, who thinks your Mouse can help him land girls. Unless, of course, Mouse likes Gryffindors so much she won't allow herself to be in the Hufflepuff common room? Actually, you know what, just take it up with Hugh, and in the meantime, if Mouse is around I'll be sure to pet her and feed her, because otherwise she gives me really devious looks.
Oh, when she's not wandering, she's in my dormitory, usually. So she sort of is "back" already, you could say, and Hugh, you could try to get her to help if she'll cooperate, but she doesn't tend to do what you tell her to do, in fact she tends to do the opposite quite often, and she can tell when you're using reverse whatchamacallit, phsycoalagy, so I don't know what success you'll have...yes. Good luck with that, though; she'll actually come back to me when she feels like forgiving me. Cats are like that, have you noticed?
And, er, no, I'm not friends with the Hufflepuffs, mostly. I'm not what you'd call a "social" person, I tend to get nervous and babble on and on and then that makes other people uncomfortable or something and everything just goes downhill from there. I know them by acquaintance, of course, since they're in my year and everything, but we're not exactly friends.Oh yes, and if you feed Mouse be sure not to give her anything with chocolate in it (you might know that already but I don't know how much experience
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I do apologize. It is evident, as I see things, that the fault is all mine that people expect of you to put on a Shakespearian play of some sort. If you would look back a few entries, I believe you shall find the source of my guilt. Greatest of apologies, honestly.
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Be careful with that cat, Sirius, don't let you fanclub see her with you. They wouldn't be able to stop themselves-- neither would I, but at least I'd only be cooing over the cat. Of course, Taliesin-- my tabby-- probably wouldn't be very pleased if I came back to the common room smelling like another cat.
-- Minda
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...So, in other words, your conversations with the Hufflepuff fanclub mainly consist of you talking and them giggling?
Well, for once I apologize for having a hand in making you annoyed. In regards to the fan club invading the library, I mean. Though technically it's more Remus' fault than mine, for introducing me to Shakespeare in the first place and causing this whole chain of events.
About the cat -- are you implying that girls like it when guys are sitting around wincing and being covered in cat fur? I really can't see how that can be attractive. I mean, both the cat and I are cute on our own, but together we're a bit silly.
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Well, yes.
Don't you dare blame it on Remus, though. They're only interested in Shakespeare because you are, the purebloods didn't even know he existed before! Though I find it slightly odd that a wizard library has a Muggle playwright's work. Perhaps some forgotten headmaster was fond of Shakespeare.
Well, I don't think they bother to notice that you're wincing in pain. They see cat, and think "Cute! Fluffy! Awww, so sweet!" They see cat and you, and the reaction is something along the line of "OMG, SQUEEEEEEEEEE!" Which hurts my ears. So don't let them see you with the cat.
-- Minda
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...well, that sounds very good indeed.
Of course, I'd have to take care of it, but weighing that against the potential social benefits--well, that more than balances out.
Of course, the only problem is that I'm not by any stretch of the imagination Sirius. One of the Muggle-borns from the Hufflepuff cadre (I hear them at dinner every night; I'd have to be deaf not to hear the squeeing) think that Sirius looks like some Byronic (?) antihero called Boy Ronald.
Another of the girls has a copy of an enchanted second-hand book called Withering Highs, or something like that, which sounds like it would be a warning treatise about the effects of magical narcotics on male sexual ability, but is apparently about two people (a man and a woman, just to clear that up) who manage to be utterly daft about ( ... )
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I'm guessing the cat is yours, because she did respond when I called her Mouse -- pretty apt name, all things considered. Since she wanders so much, d'you want her back? Because if not, there's this bloke Hugh Tynbridge, Hufflepuff fifth year, who thinks your Mouse can help him land girls. Unless, of course, Mouse likes Gryffindors so much she won't allow herself to be in the Hufflepuff common room? Actually, you know what, just take it up with Hugh, and in the meantime, if Mouse is around I'll be sure to pet her and feed her, because otherwise she gives me really devious looks.
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If they find this journal, we're all doomed.
-- Minda
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And, er, no, I'm not friends with the Hufflepuffs, mostly. I'm not what you'd call a "social" person, I tend to get nervous and babble on and on and then that makes other people uncomfortable or something and everything just goes downhill from there. I know them by acquaintance, of course, since they're in my year and everything, but we're not exactly friends.Oh yes, and if you feed Mouse be sure not to give her anything with chocolate in it (you might know that already but I don't know how much experience ( ... )
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Truly,
...(sorrowfully)
~Jenyae
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