January 22, 1998

[soso_blase]

My new charges (the Gryffindors) have been rather quiet of late. Too quiet - at that back table where many of them sit. Perhaps they are plotting to steal some more of my ancestors' magic, or at the very least this square of lasagna. I could have sworn that I was able to perform that charm in class before Finnigan - I think it was him - glowered at

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[notanotherpun]

Lasagna?

[soso_blase]

What else? Do you think it would be in bad taste or inconsiderate of the people at the third table if I washed it down with a glass of Muggleborn blood? I find it's the best way to finish a satisfying meal, don't you?

[notanotherpun]

I know Zabini is an Italian surname, but good Merlin.

I don't know about blood drinking - I prefer to bathe in it so that my skin remains luminescent.

[soso_blase]

Next time I will procure a red and white checkered cloth and ask our kindly headmaster if tiramisu can be arranged for our table. That should erase any lingering doubts from anyone else's mind.

I thought that you sunbathed at midnight to get your skin that way. I also find a splash of it goes well in pasta sauce in place of red white.

[shorttop]

We already have magic, thanks, and we definitely don't need yours.

[soso_blase]

The word "sarcasm" ring a bell? From what I saw of you in first year- Debatable in the case of some, Longbottom.

[lucylike]

Would you like us to NOT be quiet? Because that can be arranged...

[soso_blase]

Rise easily, don't you? That would depend on the context, I suppose.

[lucylike]

Why are you all so fucking slimy Whatever.

[soso_blase]

Ideally that context would not involve you or any other of your housemates, that is.