Midsummer and the weekend
I'm really getting to love this play. Remus dragged along a great lot of his study group last night -- he said there were a disappointing number of Slytherins in attendance, but I didn't see anything disappointing about it -- and I guess some of them brought their friends, because some of my Hufflepuff fan club turned up too. When Hugh saw them he grabbed my arm to keep me from running away, though he looked like he wanted to run away with me and never see the giggly girls again.
Anyway, some of them started giggling at Remus too as he was asking them what parts they might want (why do some girls giggle so much?) and now it looks like a great lot of them are set up to be fairies, the study group and the fanclub as well. I'm feeling safe in the knowledge that none of those girls yet realize they won't be seeing much of their Puck, as they're with Titania most of the time -- sorry, Jenyae -- and I'm with Oberon. I think Minda's relieved by this too.
Also, some of the fifth years who've read Midsummer seem to think Remus would make a good Duke Theseus. (Help, I don't know if I spelled that right, and I know Remus will probably look very disapproving if he discovered I was spelling some of his beloved Shakespeare wrong. Anyway.) So he sort of hemmed and hawed about it, so then this really pretty fifth year, Ravenclaw, I think, this girl with really huge blue eyes and curly black hair, came up to me and asked me quiveringly if I could please convince Remus to play the Duke. I think she was trying to convince me with those great blue eyes of hers, and at a guess I'd say it's probably worked for her before, but I just shrugged and said, sure, I'd talk to him about it. So after rehersal I did mention it to Remus, and he smiled and said, "You mean Eleanor Wimbley? Yes, she wants to play Hippolyta." And then he threatened to tie me up in the bedsheets if I teased him about it, so I didn't say a word.
Anyway, in other news, this weekend's Hogsmeade. James and I were all set on restocking the Zonko's supplies, but it turns out it's Minda's birthday on Monday, and Remus was planning to go off alone with a bunch of fifth years to celebrate and do who-knows-what else, so we've got no choice but to accompany him. And besides, Minda, whether she likes it or not, is sort of my adopted sister, so I can't let her spend her sixteenth birthday all alone, can I?
Anyway, some of them started giggling at Remus too as he was asking them what parts they might want (why do some girls giggle so much?) and now it looks like a great lot of them are set up to be fairies, the study group and the fanclub as well. I'm feeling safe in the knowledge that none of those girls yet realize they won't be seeing much of their Puck, as they're with Titania most of the time -- sorry, Jenyae -- and I'm with Oberon. I think Minda's relieved by this too.
Also, some of the fifth years who've read Midsummer seem to think Remus would make a good Duke Theseus. (Help, I don't know if I spelled that right, and I know Remus will probably look very disapproving if he discovered I was spelling some of his beloved Shakespeare wrong. Anyway.) So he sort of hemmed and hawed about it, so then this really pretty fifth year, Ravenclaw, I think, this girl with really huge blue eyes and curly black hair, came up to me and asked me quiveringly if I could please convince Remus to play the Duke. I think she was trying to convince me with those great blue eyes of hers, and at a guess I'd say it's probably worked for her before, but I just shrugged and said, sure, I'd talk to him about it. So after rehersal I did mention it to Remus, and he smiled and said, "You mean Eleanor Wimbley? Yes, she wants to play Hippolyta." And then he threatened to tie me up in the bedsheets if I teased him about it, so I didn't say a word.
Anyway, in other news, this weekend's Hogsmeade. James and I were all set on restocking the Zonko's supplies, but it turns out it's Minda's birthday on Monday, and Remus was planning to go off alone with a bunch of fifth years to celebrate and do who-knows-what else, so we've got no choice but to accompany him. And besides, Minda, whether she likes it or not, is sort of my adopted sister, so I can't let her spend her sixteenth birthday all alone, can I?