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daphne greengrass
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Hexed against Death Eaters, Dark Lord followers and snitches.

While I have to appreciate the precautions that the Ministry is taking to ensure our safety, I sometimes question their judgment. Honestly, most of the Ministry itself seems to be run by a pack of wild animals, perhaps they should look into their own actions before seeking out a solution to solving problems within the Wizarding World.

I question their competence in bringing the Wizarding World to a better place, and with that bloody toad of a woman controlling the reigns? Sodding hell, who put her in charge? Purebloods would better off left alone, honestly, why does the Ministry put so much care and thought into a bunch of bloody Muggles and tainted blood?

Pointless if you ask me.

/Hexed against Death Eaters, Dark Lord followers and snitches.

( Private to Miles. )

There should be a ban on rubbish articles. Either that, or some sort of requirement for writing articles with substance. Not that I don't think the recent Quibbler article doesn't have substance. It should just have honest substance, not rumors and rubbish. Are they trying to compare themselves to Rita Skeeter now? Honestly.

( Private to the Greengrass' )

( Private to Miles. )

( Private to self. (open to Miles if he wishes.) )

It's become overcast here and the air is a bit cool. I should close the windows, but the smell of the sea is too lovely.

It's brilliant, it's truly brilliant. I woke up this morning at my own accord, in my own bed, in my own room, in my own house. No sodding snoring, no alarm charms, and no bloody gossip at the morning table. This is what every morning should be like, quiet, calm, and blissful. No bloody owls tapping at windows sending howlers, no mindless gossip, no overexcited giggling and most certainly no vile stench of house elf lingering over the toast. I don't think I can get tired of waking up to the sound of waves crashing against the cliff-side and having Miles with me here.... I haven't even seen much of the house elf, not that I'm complaining, the bloody thing has a tendency to get into my things, and I appreciate it staying out of my way.

There is only two more days until December 24th. Holiday season is always fascinating to me. I have to admit, I love Christmas Eve. December 24th is far more entertaining, and interesting than December 25th. It's the one night of the year when the entire world just... stops. In those few hours before the dawn - muggle, pureblood, everyone, just sort of holds their breath in anticipation... waiting to see how badly they're going to be disappointed in the morning.

In its own tragic way... it's kind of romantic.

Christmas Eve is an interesting time of the year.

( Private to Miles )

Are we all done acting like we're five years old? Perhaps you lot ought to focus more on studies, rather than eachother's lives. Might save everyone a few House points, and Merlin knows, Gryffindor needs all the help they can get at this point.

( Private to Miles. )

Slytherins, current and former.

Hogwarts has gone nutters.

I don't know what's more amusing: Gryffindor losing so many points due to an overly emotional housemate, or Ravenclaws announcing their sexual deeds. Or Hufflepuffs thinking they have a shot at quidditch.

Honestly.

/Slytherins, current and former.

Well,

This has all been rather interesting. I think it's time to misplace my journal once more.

( Private to Miles. )

( Private to Alexander Greengrass III & Astoria )

"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
— Rumi

Sheet music.

I've been owled sheet music. And violin strings and a new bow.

I don't know if I should feel insulted or flattered. Father rarely sends gifts, but when he does, they leave me confused and awestruck. I certainly hope this isn't what he considers a proper birthday gift. He still has three days to properly impress me. Which I doubt he will... He rarely does...

( Private to Astoria. )

Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it. - Andre Gide

A fitting quote for our current situation, don't you think?

( Private to self (open to Miles if he wishes). )

As a child of pureblood decent, who grew up believing in witches and wizards and inferi and goblins, due to the fact that I was surrounded by them at an early age, I would just like to know exactly what is the appeal of a muggle Halloween? Aside from the "thrill" people seem to get from dressing up like belly dancers, Musketeers and historical mistresses, because Merlin knows we all wish to dress like slags and parade like imbeciles on a daily basis.

I also certainly hope that this Halloween ball will not effect classes the next day. I would hate for my education to be effected because a few people wish to fill their night with debauchery.

( Private to Miles Bletchley. )

( Private to Miles Bletchley. )

( Private to self. )

( Private to Alexander Greengrass III. )

The winter holidays really can't come soon enough. I'm looking forward to spending my holidays away from the castle and most of you....

( Private to current Slytherins. )


( Private to Miles. )


I'm not enjoying this cold weather.

Filthy.

Whoever left their muddy shoes at the entrance to the common room, you will find them smoldering in the dungeons. Filth like that really needs to be destroyed. I always assumed that since you just graciously left them at the entrance to the common room, you were no longer in need of them, thus, I took it upon myself to dispose of them. If this was done in error, I suggest that you don't place your mucky boots where they can be mistaken for trash.

Consider it a lesson learned.

( Private to Alexander III. )

( Private to Astoria Greengrass. )

Is everyone on edge because their little bugs went into hibernation? Is that really what everyone is whinging about? Pathetic. I believe this is further evidence that Care of Magical Creatures ought to be a banned subject. It's evident students here can't even handle blue little bugs without having complete mental breakdowns.

( Private to Wayne Hopkins. )

( Private to Miles Bletchley. )

( Private to Wayne Hopkins. )

I received a package from home. I assume it's filled with the usual things a package from home is filled with. I'll leave the sweets on the table in the common room for whoever wants them.

( Private to Alexander Greengrass III )