Mar 02, 2005 07:31
Happy birthday Susan. Sorry it's so miserable.
But that's not really the point of this. Professor Sprout told me that I was to apologise for what I've done. In review, there's a lot. Quite a lot, actually. So I'm doing it in alphabetical order. Just to make sure I got everyone.
I'm sorry to Hannah Abbott. Your job's harder enough without me as well.
I'm sorry to Susan Bones. For, well, everything.
I'm sorry to Kevin Entwhistle. I shouldn't have hit you. I definitely shouldn't have kept going. I shouldn't have continued this feud.
I'm sorry to Aurelie Escalle. I lied to you once. I lied very badly. You probably already know it. But I admit it.
I'm sorry to Justin Finch-Fletchley. You don't deserve all this.
I'm sorry to Daphne Greengrass. I shouldn't be such an intellectual snob. I can't help my genetics as much as anyone else. I shouldn't use it as a weapon.
I'm sorry to Wayne Hopkins. You don't deserve this either.
I'm sorry to Ernie Macmillan. I shouldn't be melodramatic. I shouldn't be petulant. I'm sorry I made your job harder.
I'm sorry to Aurelia Moon. I should have known what was going on. Things could have changed.
I'm sorry to Harry Potter. I should have attended the sessions. I haven't. I should have done the work you owled me. I didn't. I should have acknowledged the work. I didn't.
I'm sorry to Lisa Turpin. You're a truly noble soul. Don't take on my burdens in addition to your own. It's not fair.
I lied. One is going to be out of order. I'm sorry to Adalia Frantzberger. Not because you're dead. Everyone who knows me knows my beliefs on that. It's for an omission of truth.