Feb 08, 2007 09:55
Fortunately this whole ridiculous rumour about me kissing Potter is starting to die down a bit. Honestly, one would think there wasn't a war on at all, with the obsession the whole school (and more) suddenly had with my private life. There are priorities, people, and currently yours should be trying not to get killed. However, it might do the gene pool some good if a few of you were wiped out.
Private to Pansy
Just jewelry and roses again? Or will you allow yourself some chocolates this time? They're not that fattening, honestly, and even if they were it might not matter much anymore anyway.
Private
I'm feeling lethargic. Nothing seems worth the effort anymore. In a month or so I will take Potter to face his doom. Then either Voldemort will kill me or the Dumbledore's people will. Nobody trusts me anymore. I've burned all my bridges, or at least the ones father had left standing. It's hard to be motivated when you've got only death to look forward to. Even Crabbe and Goyle have gotten it into their thick skulls that I'm worried about something. They asked me what it was, but I couldn't tell them. I can't tell anyone anything. Maybe mother can Maybe Pansy No, they wouldn't be able to do anything. This is my fate.
It'll be supper in a few minutes. I don't think I'll go down. I'm not hungry.