Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother,”...
- Edgar Allan Poe

It's been so long, but thankfully the whole summer is ahead of me...

*cheerful*  Time to regrow those plants.  (And I rather hope she will not mind large insects.)

*stands next to the window, looking down at the school grounds - suitcases packed, bed completely free of plants and moth bespelled nowhere to be seen.*

Despite its less than pleasant quirks, I've grown fond of this school.  I'll be seeing it again soon enough.

[Filtered to Aeris]

I have something for you.

[/Filter]

[Filtered to Lee]

How do you feel now ( Read more... )

Only one day left. Good luck to those who are still taking exams.

[Private to Aeris]

Would you still like to pick flowers after the OWLs?

[/Private]

I'm not sure that holding such an extensive game so close to exams was a very good idea, but it does give me a chance to brush up on my healing skills.

Guess I won't be putting up private entries for a while.

[[Private, unhackable - or is it?If you can read this, please respond ( Read more... )

[Private, not hackable]

I usually do not involve myself in the affairs of these students, but I could not simply stand by... at least it didn't escalate into full-blown violence, which happens often enough around Jaggerjack.

It also appears that my reflexes need refreshing...

[/Private]

[Filtered to Fuu]

Are you alright?

[/Filter]

[Hackable]

Hagrid says ( Read more... )

Hm.  Not one day after I mentioned how quiet it was, too.

-will be working in the library, tuning out music-

[Hackable to friends/people who are bored enough to hack into his entries ( Read more... )

-Sitting on a tree branch near Great Lake during lunchtime, writing random notes in his journal-

- Finished training Hagrid's plant; will deliver it tomorrow.  (STRESS THAT HE ONLY FEED IT INSECTS)

-Pauses as moth walks over hair; picks it up and puts it on leaf.  Looks at it blandly before returning to writing-

- This moth refuses to leave me alone ( Read more... )