allow me to introduce myself.
For those who don't know, and I'm sure that might be quite a few of you, I'm Stewart Ackerley, Head Boy at Hogwarts of the 2000-2001 school year and newest tenant in this building. The fun part is that already I've had doors lock on me twice - and then open, which, I'll tell you definitely didn't help me get to work on time this morning. In fact, I was fifteen minutes late because ones of those doors I mentioned happened to lead to the bathroom. The day only got more interesting from there, It'll be the tale of the week, as I don't think it'll get any better than this.
So, there's this sort of pretty girl who works on the Muggle-Worthy Excuse committee, right? And yesterday, Janet - she's this really nosy lady who I think works on the committee, too. I really don't have a clue what she actually does. Anyway, yesterday she decides that we're best mates and all and sits next to me on my lunch break. Which is fine, really, I like talking to people. But she wants to talk about the girl, who by the way is named Charlotte. So she keeps asking me all these questions, like, "What do you think of her?" and "Don't you find her to be sort of pretty? I think she's sort of pretty." and things of that sort. And right around the third question, I realise she's trying to set me up with Charlotte. Who, even though I'm sure she's nice and everything, is definitely not my type. So I excuse myself really quickly after that. Then today happened. I'm pretty sure Janet went back and told Charlotte a bunch of lies about how I fancy her and the like, because Charlotte decides to stop by my desk and talk. It's all aimless, about the weather and work and things that have absolutely no substance whatsoever, and then Charlotte suggests that we'll talk more later or something of that sort. Which didn't sound so bad, because, like I said, she's a nice girl.
Later, I'm on my way out to lunch, in a bit of a hurry because I got an owl from an old friend of mine looking to meet up and there's only so many minutes in an hour, but then Charlotte comes over, and she asks me out to lunch, but I have to tell her I can't because I'm actually meeting someone, She looks a bit down about it, and then brings up what I'm doing later tonight. Now, I've got a sort of problem with lying, so I almost told her that it was likely to be the male friend I was meeting up with, emphasis on the male, but just managed to curb myself and instead ask if she meant like a date. Which she evidently did, turning red the way she had, and I felt bad, because she really was nice. I figured I might as well go the "ripping off a bandage" route, and she wasn't my type. I decided then that she was a masochist, because then she had to ask "why" instead of letting it go.
My bet is it'll be a week before I've got Nosy Janet at my desk, asking what I think of some bloke in Regulation of Magical Creatures.
So, there's this sort of pretty girl who works on the Muggle-Worthy Excuse committee, right? And yesterday, Janet - she's this really nosy lady who I think works on the committee, too. I really don't have a clue what she actually does. Anyway, yesterday she decides that we're best mates and all and sits next to me on my lunch break. Which is fine, really, I like talking to people. But she wants to talk about the girl, who by the way is named Charlotte. So she keeps asking me all these questions, like, "What do you think of her?" and "Don't you find her to be sort of pretty? I think she's sort of pretty." and things of that sort. And right around the third question, I realise she's trying to set me up with Charlotte. Who, even though I'm sure she's nice and everything, is definitely not my type. So I excuse myself really quickly after that. Then today happened. I'm pretty sure Janet went back and told Charlotte a bunch of lies about how I fancy her and the like, because Charlotte decides to stop by my desk and talk. It's all aimless, about the weather and work and things that have absolutely no substance whatsoever, and then Charlotte suggests that we'll talk more later or something of that sort. Which didn't sound so bad, because, like I said, she's a nice girl.
Later, I'm on my way out to lunch, in a bit of a hurry because I got an owl from an old friend of mine looking to meet up and there's only so many minutes in an hour, but then Charlotte comes over, and she asks me out to lunch, but I have to tell her I can't because I'm actually meeting someone, She looks a bit down about it, and then brings up what I'm doing later tonight. Now, I've got a sort of problem with lying, so I almost told her that it was likely to be the male friend I was meeting up with, emphasis on the male, but just managed to curb myself and instead ask if she meant like a date. Which she evidently did, turning red the way she had, and I felt bad, because she really was nice. I figured I might as well go the "ripping off a bandage" route, and she wasn't my type. I decided then that she was a masochist, because then she had to ask "why" instead of letting it go.
My bet is it'll be a week before I've got Nosy Janet at my desk, asking what I think of some bloke in Regulation of Magical Creatures.