Private to TonkssightlesswolfApril 16 2006, 08:25:56 UTC
You've lost me. I thought our plan was for tomorrow - Sunday, eleven AM? Or have I got my calendar confused?
If Sunday is no longer good, Monday would be fine, though I don't want to get you in trouble for skiving off. The offer to meet you at with food still stands. Tuesday through Thursday are out, I'm afraid, for obvious reasons - though provided our host is willing, a visit on Thursday wouldn't go amiss. He might insist on everyone waiting until Friday if he's feeling as touchy as last month.
Aside from certain lunar obligations I unfortunately can't get out of, I'm completely at loose ends, Tonks. Tell me when you're free and I'll be at your disposal!
And no one wants you dying any death, let alone a painful, me-less one! So if it will prevent such a dreadful thing, consider yourself forgiven. If there was something to forgive you for.
Private to JunenymphadoraurorApril 16 2006, 08:33:26 UTC
Oh Holy Harpy I'm losing it June!!! God- I thought it was already Sunday.
I must- MUST escape this dreadful place I call a house- and scoop you up TOMORROW- post haste! Save me from myself June, please... save me... and then whip and shackle and all that fun stuff.
I'm going out of my bloody mind. Best to take you along I'm afraid, I'd not like to get lost in the craziness that is myself!
~Tonks
PS. RIGHT- Tomorrow- eleven... I'll be there for my whipping!
Re: Private to JunenymphadoraurorApril 16 2006, 09:00:15 UTC
PPS. I've figured it out- This is entirely Charlie's fault, for my craziness. We can blame him at our picnic and all will be well again in the land of Tonks.
Bloody arse kept me up late into the early morning hours Friday- and well.. things sort of got all mixed up after that. Ugh- I'm not as young as I use to be, sleep deprivation is finally taking it's toll.
Private to TonkssightlesswolfApril 16 2006, 16:24:24 UTC
Charlie really wears on your mental state these days, doesn't he? Do I need to have words with him?
I'm looking forward to our mutual escape! Maybe I can beg you to help me out again - at six PM Draco and Theo have some sort of surprise planned for me, and all I've been told is to dress nicely! I can't imagine what it could be, especially with the Ministry restrictions we're really not even supposed to be out of the house after the sun goes down as you well know, so... at any rate. Details at eleven, as they say. Or at least as many details as I'm privy to myself!
Private to JunenymphadoraurorApril 16 2006, 16:39:51 UTC
He's just a big wanker... no need to have words, I'm sure he wouldn't understand civilized speech, so much so that your conversation wouldn't phase him at all.
Dress nicely? Do you want to borrow my dress from the Gala!? Hahaa you can totally borrow it, but I insist that you ruin it while you are.... wait a minute. Going out at night with Draco and Theo?! Ok June- now I'm hurt. You'd go out with them at night, but any idea's I have of kidnapping you during the night hours, well.. You give me a hard time about!
Why for you do not love me anymore? I shower every day and always brush my teeth. Ah...well... I shall drag my tramtrum-equse arse to your place at eleven.. In the daylight... and help you frolic with other people at night.
~Tonks
PS. I suppose it is a cruel punishment, but I'd prefer the whipping to be honest. And the shackles.
Re: Private to JunesightlesswolfApril 17 2006, 01:36:55 UTC
Oh, Tonks, please. I no more want to get myself thrown in Azkaban for a night out with Draco and Theo than I do for you - no offense. It's just my general across-the-board 'no Azkaban' policy. Draco left me a message in the journal saying to be ready at six PM. I wrote him back to ask what he was on about, and I haven't talked to him since, so I have no ruddy idea whether the 'surprise' is something that's taking place at home, or what.
Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. If you read in the news on Monday that a renegade werewolf has been picked up and tossed into prison for being out after curfew - along with two young Death Eater offspring - then you can take the mickey out of me all you want.
~ June
P.S. You're determined on those whips and shackles, are you? I'll see what I can turn up. There might be something lying about the place...
...only didn't we decide you haven't done anything that merits punishment?
Private to JunenymphadoraurorApril 17 2006, 06:21:59 UTC
Ah well, perhaps I deserve punishment for something I will do in the future? Good to think ahead, right?
Well- if I find out you got yourself thrown in Azkaban; don't think the paper will be where I hear of it first. I'll be checking in on the Azkaban files come Monday morning. If I see your name- I'm going to break you out, and then lecture you about if you went somewhere with me at night- Azkaban would not be your last destination.
~Tonks
PS. Well whips and shackles might break my bones and give me shackle-burn, but your written word does break my heart! What are broken bones and shackle-burns compared to my broken heart?!
Private to TonkssightlesswolfApril 18 2006, 15:52:39 UTC
Rest easy, you won't see anything about me in Azkaban. The date has been put off until Friday afternoon, and we'll be certain to be back by sunset, though I still have no notion of what that boy is planning.
See? 'No Azkaban' policy.
Breaking your heart was most definitely not my intention. I'll have to make it up to you tomorrow for certain! How do chocolate biscuits sound, for a start?
If Sunday is no longer good, Monday would be fine, though I don't want to get you in trouble for skiving off. The offer to meet you at with food still stands. Tuesday through Thursday are out, I'm afraid, for obvious reasons - though provided our host is willing, a visit on Thursday wouldn't go amiss. He might insist on everyone waiting until Friday if he's feeling as touchy as last month.
Aside from certain lunar obligations I unfortunately can't get out of, I'm completely at loose ends, Tonks. Tell me when you're free and I'll be at your disposal!
And no one wants you dying any death, let alone a painful, me-less one! So if it will prevent such a dreadful thing, consider yourself forgiven. If there was something to forgive you for.
Cheers!
~ June
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I must- MUST escape this dreadful place I call a house- and scoop you up TOMORROW- post haste! Save me from myself June, please... save me... and then whip and shackle and all that fun stuff.
I'm going out of my bloody mind. Best to take you along I'm afraid, I'd not like to get lost in the craziness that is myself!
~Tonks
PS. RIGHT- Tomorrow- eleven... I'll be there for my whipping!
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Bloody arse kept me up late into the early morning hours Friday- and well.. things sort of got all mixed up after that. Ugh- I'm not as young as I use to be, sleep deprivation is finally taking it's toll.
~Tonks
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I'm looking forward to our mutual escape! Maybe I can beg you to help me out again - at six PM Draco and Theo have some sort of surprise planned for me, and all I've been told is to dress nicely! I can't imagine what it could be, especially with the Ministry restrictions we're really not even supposed to be out of the house after the sun goes down as you well know, so... at any rate. Details at eleven, as they say. Or at least as many details as I'm privy to myself!
Can't wait to see you!
~ June
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Dress nicely? Do you want to borrow my dress from the Gala!? Hahaa you can totally borrow it, but I insist that you ruin it while you are.... wait a minute. Going out at night with Draco and Theo?! Ok June- now I'm hurt. You'd go out with them at night, but any idea's I have of kidnapping you during the night hours, well.. You give me a hard time about!
Why for you do not love me anymore? I shower every day and always brush my teeth.
Ah...well... I shall drag my tramtrum-equse arse to your place at eleven.. In the daylight... and help you frolic with other people at night.
~Tonks
PS. I suppose it is a cruel punishment, but I'd prefer the whipping to be honest. And the shackles.
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Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. If you read in the news on Monday that a renegade werewolf has been picked up and tossed into prison for being out after curfew - along with two young Death Eater offspring - then you can take the mickey out of me all you want.
~ June
P.S. You're determined on those whips and shackles, are you? I'll see what I can turn up. There might be something lying about the place...
...only didn't we decide you haven't done anything that merits punishment?
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Well- if I find out you got yourself thrown in Azkaban; don't think the paper will be where I hear of it first. I'll be checking in on the Azkaban files come Monday morning. If I see your name- I'm going to break you out, and then lecture you about if you went somewhere with me at night- Azkaban would not be your last destination.
~Tonks
PS. Well whips and shackles might break my bones and give me shackle-burn, but your written word does break my heart! What are broken bones and shackle-burns compared to my broken heart?!
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See? 'No Azkaban' policy.
Breaking your heart was most definitely not my intention. I'll have to make it up to you tomorrow for certain! How do chocolate biscuits sound, for a start?
~ June
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