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[grimdarklight]

Greetings, my fellow students. I would apologize for the recent absence of journal entries on my part but I don't presume anyone actually ever wants to hear any of my garrulous ramblings, and it seems likely that my notorious loquacity of late in your comments more than makes up for the lack of posts

Comments

[dofaye]

That doesn't seem particularly... edible. Is there a particular reason for such a design choice?

[grimdarklight]

It is the matter of an ongoing war of passive aggression on the part of my mother. She once bought me a life-size pretty princess doll which I happened to customize with the head and arms of the Eldritch Gods.

She refuses to acknowledge the doll, but curiously, it surfaces in her confectionery goods every summer.

[dofaye]

[........oh.]

You and your mother must have a very unique relationship.

[WHAT ELSE CAN YOU SAY TO THIS TOMFOOLERY?]

[grimdarklight]

[THERE REALLY ISN'T MUCH TO SAY]

Unique is certainly one way of describing it, though I feel you're being far too kind with your adjectives.

[dofaye]

I'm in no position to judge anybody's mother, particularly one that I've never met! I'm sure she's quite lovely when one gets to know her.

[grimdarklight]

You really are far too kind. When one lives alone with a constantly inebriated mother, there aren't that many ways a healthy relationship can conceivably develop.

Not to say that it isn't possible, but I'd probably be skeptical.

[dofaye]

Constantly inebriated? Do you mean to say that she's an alcoholic? That isn't something to be taken lightly, you know.

[Prefect powers, activate!!]

[grimdarklight]

Oh, don't worry yourself. Despite the empty bottles, she isn't hugely incompetent and she is quite the working woman. She has her ways of making me feel at least secure - albeit mockingly.

[ Oops? She loves her mama really, she's just vague about it... ]

[dofaye]

[He is not sure he likes the sound of that kind of love...]

Has Professor Dumbledore met with her, or any of your teachers?

...you understand my worry, don't you?

[grimdarklight]

[ ... Everything is fine, really! Maybe... ]

I understand your worries as much as I understand the importance of a martini being shaken, not stirred.

However, I'm certain they have met. After all, there have been parent's evenings in the past and the relevant authorities seem to have been satisfied by her child-rearing proficiency. Surely I haven't turned out all that badly.

[dofaye]

[Well then, maybe they're just unobservant. '^' But he's not going to say that, and he really doesn't have the power to defy the school's higher authorities.]

At least she's manged that much; I'm glad. Still, if you encounter any problems in the future, by all means alert me.

[grimdarklight]

[ Her mum has special ways of seeming innocuous, I suppose :'C ]

What a gentleman you are. Thank you for your offer - my problems are easily dealt with but perhaps there is hope for chivalry to be found in even the most unlikely places. I am pleasantly surprised and touched.

[dofaye]

Thank you, but there's no need to be impressed. It's my duty as a prefect to see to the well-being of the students, after all. Particularly students as well-mannered as yourself.

[Or so he says, but he's quite flattered.]

[grimdarklight]

It's certainly refreshing to see someone so mindful of his duties. Not that the other prefects don't do their jobs well - but I'm not even in your house and you're taking the time to see to my situation.

No, I maintain that I am still quite impressed.

[ She's probably just buttering him up, really. ]