11 February

Feb 11, 2008 12:39

Have had owl from Draco.

It isn't true.

This is just Draco's idea of a joke.

I must speak to him about his twisted sense of humour.  He'll likely get hexed for this one.

In other news, Cormac has still not so much as touched me, more than cuddling anyway, since I've been home.  Treats me as if I were made of glass.  I'm fine.  More than.  Is he waiting 'til the full moon on the 16th to see if I suddenly sprout fur and claws?  Because I'm getting cranky.  Very, very cranky.  The roses are in danger.  And I like them.  He really hasn't had time to see anyone else, as he's been very attentive, but one never knows.  If that's the case, I'll make him wish he'd never been born hadn't.

Beatrice is cuddled next to me.  Won't  curse the roses as I don't want to disturb her.

tracey, greg, roses, beatrice, cormac, draco

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