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[professorzabini]

Dear all: I am entirely too tired to filter this to the respective ricipients, so wade through at will.

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[pond_scum]

Good evening. Walden Macnair here. I knew your mother -- I expect she'd have been very impressed with how you've grown up.

[professorzabini]

Good evening, Mr Macnair. A pleasure to make your aquaintance. I believe my father has mentioned you. Perhaps we could meet for a drink, sometime?

[pond_scum]

Happy to meet for a drink. My guess is your schedule is trickier than mine -- why don't you name the time and place, and I'll be there?

[the_other_boy]

Nev, you prat. And I'm checking to see if you've managed to starve yourself yet, in the name of research.

You should join Colin and I for dinner on Monday, he finds the best places.

[professorzabini]

Well of course, you.

I have eaten.

I can't remember *when*, but I have eaten.

Colin?

[the_other_boy]

You can't remember when you last ate? You've probably lost two stone, then. Right, I'm setting Hermione on you. ^_~

Colin. Professor Creevey. Your colleague. Blond man, about 165 centimeters tall. Ring a bell?

[ms_h_granger]

Why don't any of the men in my life eat? None of you! This is absolutely bloody insane. Absolutely bloody insane, Blaise!

That's it. We're having dinner, Saturday night, at my place. I will put aside my undoubtedly horrid exhaustion from spending the day with Harry and Ron, just to make you dinner, as I am concerned that you're starving.

Thanks for the pears, though. They're absolutely lovely! I had one when I got back from dinner. I miss you, too. See you tomorrow!

[_miss_pansy_]

Dearest,

You have returned to us! I am so glad. I have missed you terribly and will, of course, find time to stop by and see you. However, I can not help but think that you have spent far too much time holed up with your books. Perhaps we can arrange an outing?

All My Love,
Pansy

[born_superior]

It's no fun if you let me win. Wand and Balls, Tuesday evening around 7pm? Seems a good place to talk.

Draco

[professorzabini]

Perfect.

And I promise not to be too obvious when I allow you to beat me.

[born_superior]

I'll meet you there.

[miss_millie]

Good Evening to you too.
I'd like to think I'm still considered a friend and that in itself should explain what I'm doing in your journal.
I had also invited you to lunch, but have been ignored, which I took as a terse refusal. Thus it is your turn to exhibit initiative.

Hope you smartened up you're doing better

[professorzabini]

My apologies, Bulstrode. The chime on my journal appears to be on the fritz- I'll have to take it back to the shop and have it looked at. I'd love to see you for lunch sometime- as soon as you're free.

Blaise