![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2003-10-14 09:11 pm (UTC)You're at your best, I think, when you're maliciously kicking your students while they're down.
no subject
Date: 2003-10-14 09:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-14 09:28 pm (UTC)