Tread softly.
Apr. 19th, 2004 01:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lupercusnaWe are home.
Harry has gone back to school, as well as Sirius, leaving the house empty and hollow. I'm closing everything up and going back to Hogsmeade to give Gavin instructions on running the shop for a bit, and then I am going back to London to visit with Charlie, and look in on Fred. I don't know what to do. There isn't anything to be done, though I would like to find the people responsible and tear them apart. It would not bring George back, or Charlie.
I have had it with certain people who cannot keep their fat mouths shut during times such as these. People who speak with obvious guilt, though I don't think guilt is the right word for it, because that would imply regret for one's actions and I don't think this particular creature is capable of basic human emotion beyond being an enormous jackass. The sheer lack of tact being displayed is sickening, and I suggest that those sorts of people keep a great distance from other sorts of people, if they would like to maintain the same number of body openings that they were born with.
This weekend an author by the name of Diana Prevaleça is making an appearance at Wherebooks. She writes self-help guides and the like. I hope that I will have more enthusiasm for this later, but for now I simple wish I didn't have to bother. I don't really want to do much of anything, at the moment. Though I wouldn't mind nipping out to Hogwarts to see Sirius, and Harry. I wish I didn't have to let either out of my sight.
Italy was lovely. I have a tan for the first time in my life, and Sirius taught Harry how to surf.
I have to go now.
Harry has gone back to school, as well as Sirius, leaving the house empty and hollow. I'm closing everything up and going back to Hogsmeade to give Gavin instructions on running the shop for a bit, and then I am going back to London to visit with Charlie, and look in on Fred. I don't know what to do. There isn't anything to be done, though I would like to find the people responsible and tear them apart. It would not bring George back, or Charlie.
I have had it with certain people who cannot keep their fat mouths shut during times such as these. People who speak with obvious guilt, though I don't think guilt is the right word for it, because that would imply regret for one's actions and I don't think this particular creature is capable of basic human emotion beyond being an enormous jackass. The sheer lack of tact being displayed is sickening, and I suggest that those sorts of people keep a great distance from other sorts of people, if they would like to maintain the same number of body openings that they were born with.
This weekend an author by the name of Diana Prevaleça is making an appearance at Wherebooks. She writes self-help guides and the like. I hope that I will have more enthusiasm for this later, but for now I simple wish I didn't have to bother. I don't really want to do much of anything, at the moment. Though I wouldn't mind nipping out to Hogwarts to see Sirius, and Harry. I wish I didn't have to let either out of my sight.
Italy was lovely. I have a tan for the first time in my life, and Sirius taught Harry how to surf.
I have to go now.
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Date: 2004-04-20 12:31 am (UTC)We left everything as it was in the flat. Thank you for that; it helped.
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Date: 2004-04-20 02:36 am (UTC)It was no trouble at all. You are welcome to use it whenever you like.
Are you all right?
I have a date with Harry at the weekend, but if you can get away on Sunday I would like to see you.
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Date: 2004-04-20 02:56 am (UTC)I will never be all right, I expect, but I have my distractions, my outlets. As you see.
I would like that very much. Shall I come by the shop? What time is good? Mind, I must return rather early, unfortunately. But I suspect we have much to discuss.
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Date: 2004-04-20 04:15 am (UTC)I do see. Enjoying yourself then, are you?
Come by the shop. I'll be there, but we're closed on Sundays. Knock thrice, widdershins, and you'll be let in. (Won't work for everyone, however, so feel special.)
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Date: 2004-04-20 04:23 am (UTC)I do feel special, thank you. I will be there with bells on.