| 18. khsdflksdfksdf (candy plot) |
[Apr 23rd, 10:10pm] |
What is the homework for Charms? I do not remember it.
Has anybody seen my favorite quill?
Or my shirt?
I seem to have lost it. How did I lose my shirt?
Which way is the Slytherin common room, again? And the password
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| 17. the definition of spring break. |
[Mar 25th, 9:44pm] |
[Scribbled in the wrong notebook.]
Whoever makes it, tells it not.
Whoever takes it, knows it not.
Whoever knows it, wants it not.
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| 16. oh the times, they are a-changin. |
[Mar 7th, 11:47pm] |
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Is this what luck feels like, then? I always wondered what was missing from my life.
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| 15. parlami d'amore. |
[Feb 16th, 12:43am] |
[After this and this.]
[WARDED TO FRIENDS]
What if I just withdrew from this school
Who even needs a degree anyway, my father's year
I think I'm going to hide in the library and never come out
I do not want to talk about it.
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| 14. se mi innamorassi davvero, saresti solo tu. |
[Jan 29th, 11:57pm] |
[WARDED TO ALBUS - FAILED DUE TO FUN PLOTS]
Al. Look at this.
[pasted in is a freshly arrived letter from Astoria Malfoy.]
Scorpius, darling,
How are you doing? I hope things are looking up for you this term. You were excessively quiet this past winter at home and seemed very reluctant to leave us; your father even noticed, oblivious to these things as he typically is, and asked me if I knew what was wrong. Of course, you deserve your privacy, but we're always here for you.
And your friends? Send my dearest. You know I'm quite fond of Albus, despite your father's-- well-- in any case. I baked brownies for the department the other day because it was someone's birthday, and had some extras (it turns out most Unspeakables aren't so big on such vices, imagine), so I sent them along for you to give to him. I know that you dislike them because they're so messy to eat.
What about that charming friend of yours, Sidney? I quite liked her. I can't believe you never mentioned her before to me, Scorpius. You keep such a small, tight circle of friends I think I've met all of them. She's clearly cuttingly intelligent and confident, reminiscent of myself as a youngster, really-- oh, Scorpius, have you not told me because you're dating her and you're shy? Is that it? Please tell me that's it. I won't be upset, I promise. She is lovely, very pretty in a quaint way, besides being intelligent, and I approve-- would approve-- heartily. As your dutiful mother I have been waiting for the day that you decide romance is worth your time.
Now I must know. Write me back soon. And do take care.
Love,
Mother.
I don't even have any words. What is my life. Admittedly she is ve
And I swear, Albus, if you comment on the fact that my mother sent you brownies instead of the clear issue here-- just.
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| 13. "last friday night..." or something like that. |
[Jan 7th, 12:21am] |
[WARDED TO FRIENDS. AFTER SOME CONSIDERATION, SIDNEY IS ADDED AS WELL.]
So. To anyone with whom I conversed on the train, I apologise if I was grumpy-- or at least, moreso than usual. I also apologise for my terrible handwriting and the things I may or may not have said the night before. You lot know I generally don't turn to drink, but it had been a rough evening. Although with this sex ed thing, I'm worried that it might start happening more often
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| 12. it's been a really really messed up week. |
[Jan 2nd, 1:39am] |
Must we really go back I had a lovely break. It makes me rather wish to stay here instead of I wish I were a seventh year, despite the added pressure of NEWTs Would it be too much to ask for one drama-less day at this bloody school
[WARDED TO COUSINS: JEREMIAH AND PENNY.]I have never said this before, so keep it in your records: I need a drink.
It is our last night. I am breaking out that bottle of wine that you (Jeremiah) got me. You are welcome to join. [WARDED TO AVERY.]I wasn't a very good date to the gala. I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you Maybe we could go to If you want we could try it a Merlin's beard.
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| 11. loathing, unadulterated loathing. |
[Dec 22nd, 12:28am] |
[An hour or so after the events of this, in the hospital wing.]
[FAIL!WARDED TO SEVEN; IN SCORPIUS' STRESS/SLEEP-DEPRIVED DELIRIUM HE ENDS UP ACCIDENTALLY KEEPING THIS A PUBLIC ENTRY]See, if you would just shut up for at least two seconds and keep your foul mouth and disgusting "sense of humour" to yourself, we wouldn't be in this situation.
I cannot believe we were forcibly silenced by the nurse. Ugh. Honestly, thank Merlin that Albus finally came to his senses about you.
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