Just think: in a matter of days students will dress up as princesses and the like to gather in a darkened area with atrocious music and fumble about one another much like little moles. Later, the student not be-tangled in another’s dubiously soiled bed sheets shall retire to their chamber so that they may cry, detract from their personal stash of ( Read more... )

Ah, the charm that one can find in April showers.

Except when it's not April.

And when it's not so much a shower as a *tsunami*.

I would dearly love to be taking this opportunity to discuss current events involving everyone's favorite snugglebunnies (or should i say puppies? I would ask if it's true when you hear the usually quite believable ( Read more... )

Hogwarts' potions master has a few skeletons in his closet, as well. Ones completely unrelated to frilly aprons and very tastefully applied lipstick.

You see, before Severus started practicing perfecting his rather intimidating smirk on small children became a professor at Hogwarts, he went through a series of interesting life experiences ( Read more... )

Am finally venturing out of my rooms. I had a bit of a mishap in Hogsmeade-- tripped on my way out the door of the pub and twisted my ankle. It was entirely worth it to have the pleasure of watching Lord Malfoy Jr. bluster his way through the attentions of the enchanted hog's head most of the afternoon. He looked like a little mushroom, all red ( Read more... )

Oh, Hogwarts, how glum you are of late.

Perhaps all should turn to firewhisky, as it certainly is the solution for other people I know. The latter is really quite a splendid dancer and the former has proven her skills-- now I have a charming photograph to treasure forever, thanks to ritaskeeter. Say what you will about the old bat, Sylvia, she’s ( Read more... )

To Sirius Black-

Enclosed is a bottle of firewhisky, you most certainly need it more than I.

Get yourself out of that wretched Pomfrey's care, you'll be as brainwashed as Remus. I shudder to think of the results if you too "find yourself".

Best wishes, or something very similar to them,

-X.H.

It is entertaining to have the students learning to become Animagi. Just think-- a squealing piglet, a yappy dog looking to be kicked, a silly skittery little chipmunk, and a dripnosed skunk all running around the school and nipping at your heels.

Yes, I'd say that three of my favorite professors have their work entirely cut out for them. How ( Read more... )

Directly after the Hufflepuff-Gryffindor match (which seemed rather subdued compared to previous ones-- I eagerly await a Slytherin-Ravenclaw match. One can be sure that such would keep me awake, and thus on my broomstick...) I took the advice of one magical creature and flew to Kerry to take in a rather good Montrose-Kenmare game (Both teams, ( Read more... )

Why, Severus. What a suspicious nature you possess. As if Sylvia and I would comment improperly on such an occurrence so utterly innocent.

(Sirius, my hero! Now that I've swooned in your manly, well-muscled arms [as expected, for you are the brave and bold Gryffindor], shall we shuck off our frozen wet clothing and "warm up ( Read more... )

The Festival was, indeed, just another opportunity for our friendly neighborhood Sirius to scuffle with his little schoolmates. Absolutely nothing new in that aspect. Honestly, gentlemen, you could add some variety to your encounters. (Personally, I think this latest one has warped Sirius' spurned lover's head. Enthusiasm to that degree is ( Read more... )