Entrée de Journal Cinquante Sept: Escaped Host

[malfoy_purity]

So have they all stopped?

I ventured out once yesterday and had my shirt torn off by these screaming harpies. I've been holed up in the potions lab ever since.

Is it safe to come out?

Comments

[is0latedthinker]

So you're what all this screaming's about?

[Kids these days are crazy.]

[malfoy_purity]

It’s hardly my fault, I didn’t do anything

[is0latedthinker]

What happened?

[malfoy_purity]

If I knew that then I'd be able to stop it, it might be the castle though. It likes embarressing people.

[is0latedthinker]

Ah, that's true.

Good luck.

[malfoy_purity]

Yes I imagine I'll need it. Who're you anyway?

[is0latedthinker]

Alan Bradley. And yourself?

[malfoy_purity]

Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. It's a pleasure to meet someone at a normal decibel range I suppose

[is0latedthinker]

Good to meet you too. [Alan will pretend he didn't hear the 'I suppose'.]

It seems to have quieted down for the time being.

[malfoy_purity]

Oh thank God for that, I was about ready to throttle them.

[is0latedthinker]

I'm with you on that one. [Or at least give them a stern talking-to.]

[malfoy_purity]

Not a fan of screaming girls either then?

[is0latedthinker]

Not at all. Especially when it's at a deafening tone.

[malfoy_purity]

It makes you wonder how they have the lung capacity.

[is0latedthinker]

[He chuckles.] Babies are just as loud, if not louder, but it does.

[malfoy_purity]

Ah, I wouldn't know, I was an only child thankfully.