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lupercusnaMy week consisted of marking twelve thousand (approximately, though likely not far off) essays on the mating habits of the kappa, prying one third-year's hand out of the beak of a malacaw, a Hogsmeade outing with Severus, cleaning up the cage of a very sick jarvey, tea with Sirius, giving a detention to a first-year boy for putting a flobberworm down the back of a girl's robes, and playing chess last night with Harry. And it's only Tuesday.
I don't care how old I get, Hogsmeade will always be enjoyable. Severus even seemed to have a good time, he looked decidedly less sour than usual over dinner and only deducted fifteen points total from hapless students we encountered. I am hoping we can do it again at the weekend - if Severus hasn't anything better to do, of course.
Tea with Sirius went well, better than I expected I admit, though really I don't feel any different now than I did before. We parted in tentative friendship however and I suppose that is a good thing, seeing as how we have to work together and I would rather exist in civility. It's far less taxing than open hostility, and there's by far enough of that going around. I do enjoy Sirius's company anyway, or I will learn to enjoy it again. He was my friend first, after all.
Hm. There's a new book on my desk that's asking me to read it. Far be it from me not to obey the siren call of literature. Hermione might have me flogged.
Edit: Nevermind, the book's been foresaken for a brilliantly frustrating Quidditch match from America on the wireless right now - it's the Chicago Crups against the Florida Fireballs and a moment ago the match became tied because a bloody idiot in the stands interfered with the Quaffle, and the officials didn't say a damned thing about it. Uproar abounds, and I won't sleep until I know how this turns out.
I don't care how old I get, Hogsmeade will always be enjoyable. Severus even seemed to have a good time, he looked decidedly less sour than usual over dinner and only deducted fifteen points total from hapless students we encountered. I am hoping we can do it again at the weekend - if Severus hasn't anything better to do, of course.
Tea with Sirius went well, better than I expected I admit, though really I don't feel any different now than I did before. We parted in tentative friendship however and I suppose that is a good thing, seeing as how we have to work together and I would rather exist in civility. It's far less taxing than open hostility, and there's by far enough of that going around. I do enjoy Sirius's company anyway, or I will learn to enjoy it again. He was my friend first, after all.
Hm. There's a new book on my desk that's asking me to read it. Far be it from me not to obey the siren call of literature. Hermione might have me flogged.
Edit: Nevermind, the book's been foresaken for a brilliantly frustrating Quidditch match from America on the wireless right now - it's the Chicago Crups against the Florida Fireballs and a moment ago the match became tied because a bloody idiot in the stands interfered with the Quaffle, and the officials didn't say a damned thing about it. Uproar abounds, and I won't sleep until I know how this turns out.
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:33 pm (UTC)Quidditch is dull and unimportant. And it was not interference, the Quaffle was well into the stands at that point, as evidenced by the Chaser who fell in after it.
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:36 pm (UTC)(It WAS fan interference, the bugger reached up and pulled the Quaffle out of the Chaser's hands.)
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:52 pm (UTC)Infinity.
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:54 pm (UTC)Was not. Infinity and one.
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Date: 2003-10-14 08:55 pm (UTC)