What a day. I'm beginning to wonder just what the house-elves put into the pumpkin juice this morning. It did taste a little off. Also, I'm starting to understand the reason that one might come to find these journals useful. There are several people who deserve to be hung by a garland of thorned black roses for even setting themselves across my path. The other could use a Wit Sharpening Potion. Make that a few of them.
- Private -
Now, I should not like to think of myself as the type to go spreading something about the school that is no better than petty gossip but, I still am wondering what came over Pucey. Not to question his sanity or his bloodline (though the former I'm not so readily able to defend to myself anymore) but the man was about to ask a Gryffindor, a Gryffindor to the ball, and the devil may care! Excuse my outburst.
- Finite Incantatem -
Now, I must admit I was quite the outspoken underclassman in my day, but those years are past. Even as a 6th year, I would like to claim I had a better wit about me than to seek to agitate those of a high rank and stature. That 6th year, Echidna, is it? obviously hasn't such restraint, but enough on her.
Thankfully, before we were so crassly interrupted, Pucey and I were able to have a fair discussion on the asking of girls to the ball. Apparently Pucey will be taking de Portier, and may Merlin add his blessing to that. Lucky bloke though, that girl has got such a lovely face, and such a tidy little body. I however, have no idea who I am going with. I suspect I might ask Blaise, if I get the chance. I'm hoping now she isn't spoken for, but Pucey seemed to think not, and he's generally more up on the school news than I am. He's got his ear to the wall at all times; I happen to keep mine to the ground.
In any case, I think I'll go ask around a bit about Blaise, and maybe script a note to her tonight about seeing her sometime tomorrow. If I do get it done, she should get it with the owl post in the morning, so we'll see how that goes. Then again, if one puts much stock in Pucey, I may just be getting myself intro trouble. But, then again, what Slytherin doesn't have a good healthy obsession with trouble?
Ah, once last contribution tonight. I've decided to rig this journal as a sort of pensive for myself, if only for future reference. So, here goes:
- Private Pensive -
Pucey and Echidna
- Finite Incantatem -