(no subject)
Since I have been so troubled as of late, I have decided to simply ignore those neanderthals who insist upon attempting to make my life less than perfect. As a Malfoy, these sorts of things are to be expected, and despite any attempts to the contrary, I'll not be bothered by certain stalkers.
I'm rather looking forward to seeing My Father at the upcoming Lantern Festival, as there are quite a few things I'll need to tell him about. Hogwarts is certainly not enjoying its finest hour lately. Of course, that likely has something to do with the staff, particularly the staff re-instated this term. It seems such a shame that some people won't have parents attending the festival. Oh, wait, no it doesn't. Not a shame for me, anyway.
Of all the forms of torture Hogwarts has to offer, I would have to say that double History of Magic with the Hufflepuffs is simply the most boredom inducing of them all. I don't see the reasoning behind our taking History of Magic in the first place, and I certainly don't see the reasoning behind sharing it with the Hufflepuffs. All throughout class, Finch-Fletchley and Macmillan were staring at me, and when I finally told them to stop looking if they'd like to continue having eyes, they asked me how I liked the homework Professor Binns was assigning. Honestly. And they say Hufflepuffs are people, too. If I'd been sorted there, I'd probably have died of shame. Not that there was ever any doubt that I'd be in Slytherin, of course.
As if things couldn't get any more irritating, today is Friday, which meant not only Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors in the morning, but Potions with them in the afternoon as well. Whomever is behind creating the class schedules is clearly a nefarious being out to make the Slytherins of this school suffer. Of course, since the Gryffindors are such buffoons, Potions is never all that abysmal. It's good for a laugh, anyway. And since we have such a brilliant Potions professor, it certainly helps to make the lessons go along very quickly, despite the Muggle-lovers we have to share lessons with.
I think Potter would do best if he was removed from classes altogether (and by thinking it, I've done more than he'll ever do). Perhaps Hogwarts should offer a programme for the slow students here. That way the rest of us wouldn't be bogged down having to wait while they clean up every mess they create. Today Potter managed to beat Longbottom's record by melting his cauldron before we'd even been half-way through making our potions.
Oh, wait a moment, did I say his cauldron? Because it was mine.
Professor Snape split us into groups of three today, and it was rather lucky for Potter and his horrible Potions skills that he was put with Millicent and me. Of course, Millicent just sat there and refused to do any work until I 'learnt responsibility', and Potter is completely incapable of even managing to stir a bloody potion. Naturally, I decided to just take the work on myself. I'll not be getting lower marks because of a horrid pair of partners.
So what does Potter do? He throws his sodding shrivelfig into my potion. Of course, the entire thing melted, because the ocelot hair hadn't been added yet, and he had the nerve to pretend he was surprised when my cauldron melted. Then, he claimed he was trying to help. Of course, Professor Snape didn't fall for that. Since we didn't have any time to finish our potion, thanks to Potter, Professor Snape instead gave Millicent and me points on our exemplary notes. Potter, on the other hand, just didn't make the grade.
Now I've got to get a new cauldron, and Potter didn't even offer to give me his. Of course, I wouldn't want it. It's likely second-hand and faulty. But he did this on purpose, and I certainly don't think My Father should have to buy me a new one because of Potter's clumsiness.
I'm rather looking forward to seeing My Father at the upcoming Lantern Festival, as there are quite a few things I'll need to tell him about. Hogwarts is certainly not enjoying its finest hour lately. Of course, that likely has something to do with the staff, particularly the staff re-instated this term. It seems such a shame that some people won't have parents attending the festival. Oh, wait, no it doesn't. Not a shame for me, anyway.
Of all the forms of torture Hogwarts has to offer, I would have to say that double History of Magic with the Hufflepuffs is simply the most boredom inducing of them all. I don't see the reasoning behind our taking History of Magic in the first place, and I certainly don't see the reasoning behind sharing it with the Hufflepuffs. All throughout class, Finch-Fletchley and Macmillan were staring at me, and when I finally told them to stop looking if they'd like to continue having eyes, they asked me how I liked the homework Professor Binns was assigning. Honestly. And they say Hufflepuffs are people, too. If I'd been sorted there, I'd probably have died of shame. Not that there was ever any doubt that I'd be in Slytherin, of course.
As if things couldn't get any more irritating, today is Friday, which meant not only Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors in the morning, but Potions with them in the afternoon as well. Whomever is behind creating the class schedules is clearly a nefarious being out to make the Slytherins of this school suffer. Of course, since the Gryffindors are such buffoons, Potions is never all that abysmal. It's good for a laugh, anyway. And since we have such a brilliant Potions professor, it certainly helps to make the lessons go along very quickly, despite the Muggle-lovers we have to share lessons with.
I think Potter would do best if he was removed from classes altogether (and by thinking it, I've done more than he'll ever do). Perhaps Hogwarts should offer a programme for the slow students here. That way the rest of us wouldn't be bogged down having to wait while they clean up every mess they create. Today Potter managed to beat Longbottom's record by melting his cauldron before we'd even been half-way through making our potions.
Oh, wait a moment, did I say his cauldron? Because it was mine.
Professor Snape split us into groups of three today, and it was rather lucky for Potter and his horrible Potions skills that he was put with Millicent and me. Of course, Millicent just sat there and refused to do any work until I 'learnt responsibility', and Potter is completely incapable of even managing to stir a bloody potion. Naturally, I decided to just take the work on myself. I'll not be getting lower marks because of a horrid pair of partners.
So what does Potter do? He throws his sodding shrivelfig into my potion. Of course, the entire thing melted, because the ocelot hair hadn't been added yet, and he had the nerve to pretend he was surprised when my cauldron melted. Then, he claimed he was trying to help. Of course, Professor Snape didn't fall for that. Since we didn't have any time to finish our potion, thanks to Potter, Professor Snape instead gave Millicent and me points on our exemplary notes. Potter, on the other hand, just didn't make the grade.
Now I've got to get a new cauldron, and Potter didn't even offer to give me his. Of course, I wouldn't want it. It's likely second-hand and faulty. But he did this on purpose, and I certainly don't think My Father should have to buy me a new one because of Potter's clumsiness.