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[chained_maid]

I have no family. [p]But I'm still attending the family Christmas eve ball.[/p

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[hunting_realism]

My, aren't we on about the contrasts today.

Poetry is easy. Sit down and write. Bah.

[chained_maid]

Yes, I just feel useless today. Taking my apathetic-ness out on my journal.

[hunting_realism]

Ah, I imagine that must work wonders. I always wanted to keep a journal, myself, but I constantly forgot to write.

[chained_maid]

As a Black my journal was my only truly private place.

[padfootthegreat]

How'd the talk with Snape go?

[chained_maid]

He didn't take it well, but he improved and we're rocky now.

He wants to hex Ted.

[padfootthegreat]

Snape wants to hex Ted despite the fact that Snape buggered off and left you and you decided to move on?

What a twit.

[chained_maid]

He is Snape. You know he likes a good hex fight.

[pur_et_seul]

So you've told Severus about Ted, then?

Oh, by the way, Mother owled me back; the ball is a masquerade.

...Hey, look. We're both wearing purple sweaters.

[chained_maid]

Yes, he got all quiet and moody and mad. So I apologised and it's his fault anyway but we're rocky now. Though Ted ill get hexed no doubt.

Really? Excellent. Thanks Reg.

Oh so we are. If I cut my hair we'd be like twins.

[pur_et_seul]

That must have been hard for both of you. I hope you can eventually work things out.

Not at all. I'm happy it is; it will make things much easier for you.

Haha, or I could grow mine.

[chained_maid]

I hope so, he's a good friend.

I know, I have my dress, I just need a mask.

Hah, perhaps.