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[27 Mar 2008|02:31pm] |
I refused to go to the infirmary. Yes, I protested, I even body binded myself to the pillar and even shackled my wrist on the leg of the armored knight. But alas, having Emma Dobbs as a friend would merit all of those as petty things. I cannot believe I let myself be dragged - forcefully I might add, to the Hospital Wing by a woman, a woman who is half my size and looked like she was about to collapse and not me. I just needed chocolate and juice, nothing more. I didn't bloody inhaled AK, Merlin!
I refused. Yes, but now I am here sitting at one of the beds and waiting for the nurse to get back - I don't even know who the nurse is yet - ohh scratch that it's still Madam Promfey, she just opened the bleeding curtain.
Honestly Dobbs, I get it that you want me to go to the infirmary, but bloody hell you didn't have to levitate me and then leave me here.
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[11 Mar 2008|09:36pm] |
It's a good thing that most of my relatives are not pestering me right now or I'll be bursting my bubble with this one.
I can't seem to concentrate on reviewing for the O.W.L.s, bloody people getting on my nerves.
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[14 Feb 2008|06:09am] |
I think I'm losing my head. I'm having headaches every hour. It hurts like hell - my head is being cracked like a nut. I'm actually dreading this day for some reason - it's my own version of Friday the 13th. How crude.
To my favorite Aunt, Bellatrix, happy Valentine's Day, hope you're having a blast like I am. That goes to my mother too. And how can I forget sweet cousin Nymphadora, hope you enjoy the 14th. Grandmother, I hope you'll believe that I am your grandson, and perhaps you'd bring me those little chocolate kisses you send me on Valentine's.
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[29 Jan 2008|09:43am] |
Has anyone of you lost a pet today? I saw this scurrying on the Quidditch pitch. It's dreadful, leashing one's pet then leaving it in the open. What kind of a sick owner are you?
I heard that the Ministry had Pardoned all the Death Eaters, that would be a great news for m Aunt, I wonder where she is now, still hiding I presume?
I was dreading that I'll see my mother everywhere I turn, good thing that the higher power hasn't abandoned me. Although, I think that if she does want to talk I'll accept it, I admit I am a bit curious at who she is now.
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[24 Jan 2008|06:04pm] |
I think I'm going to barf die attempt suicide just disappear in thin air.
I think I saw my mother - or a seventeen less version of her that is, walking the corridors of Hogwarts this morning. Now I have this theory - wherein this Astoria Greengrass I saw was not the Astoria Greengrass I knew. She was rather bubbly, well compared to my old mother that is. Which is really something I did not expect to see here.
You know those scenarios you just don't ever see your parents in - because if you do you'll probably be either disgusted at them or disappointed? Well, this is one. And I don't even know if I'm disgusted or disappointed. Maybe both.
In any case, I think I'm going to hurl.
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[18 Jan 2008|02:14pm] |
And my life just can't get any more colorful. People wanting your neck everywhere you turn, the joy of being a Malfoy.
Don't worry Aunt, I wouldn't even do thing I'm thinking about doing to you. Yes, not that I can, right?
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[16 Jan 2008|04:50pm] |
Me being shoved back to the past, now this? I dare say, going through O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s are a little out of proportion. They expect me to remember all those horrid lessons we had back in fifth year? Merlin, even if I do get excellent grades it doesn't mean this is such a petty task for me.
And what's with the whole dead going to life in the grounds anyway? That's freakishly horrid. Does that mean that evil vile creature would appear in some random classroom too?
The only thing I'm somewhat glad about is talking to her. She has more rationale than most people here, I'm glad I was spared for a little sanity even for just a couple of hours.
Now I'm looking forward to seeing both my father and mother. More of my mother, as a matter of fact, she's some years below my father and I'm thrilled with the thought that I'll be seeing her younger self in a classroom or hallway.
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[10 Jan 2008|08:40pm] |
People are going loony here. I cannot believe that no one around this bleeding Diagon Alley knows who Scorpius Malfoy is, in fact they don't even believe that I belong to the Malfoy family. I swear I'll send them right to St. Mungo's - after I have settled down at the Leaky that is. This is outrageous! I have the family crest with me, but they still treat me as if my appearance does not satisfy their inquiries. As if I wasn't here yesterday to check in, bloody HELL.
Father shouldn't have left me here, people here do not respect the Malfoy name!
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