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[bloodserpent]

So all that's been on this LiveJournal thing is what everyone's doing this summer and future wise and all that shit. Personally, I don't really give a fuck that Granger's in Germany, except for the neat little bit of alliteration.

But what I do care about is getting owls from Crabbe and Goyle asking where Draco is. And Nott wants to know why he's

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[theworldofvain]

I simply lost count of all the women you mention in this. You get around, don't you, Blaise? Someone should award you some sort of medal.

And--you failed Transfiguration?

....

'Scuse me, I have to go laugh my arse off in the corner.

Let's see how you being civil lasts.

[bloodserpent]

Four. But I don't feel so elated with this as I would have been last year. Strange as it may seem Pansy, but I feel like I might just have grown a little. Maybe I just need to go six.

Haha. It's hilarious. I failed Transfiguration. I'll just master it this year. I'm not in any rush.

[bloodserpent]

And I already feel sort of dirty about this civil thing. And not the good kind of dirty.

[theworldofvain]

Really. Grown? Well, we'll see how much.

The day you stick to one woman is the day I go off alcohol for a month straight. That was not a bet.

Alright, it's not hilarious. But how in the bloody hell could you have failed Transfiguration? Did you just sit there and do nothing? Oh, of course you did. Why do I even ask?

And just to say, fuck off about the Burrow. It's a wonderful place. But no bitch fight, like you said.

[__serpiente]

Well. Cheers. Nott's an idiot, was he awake at all for the past year? I'll have to send them all a...strongly worded letter.

I never thought I'd say this, but The Burrow is nice, so fuck off. Yeah, it's a little tightly packed sometimes, but Molly is forever feeding me and Arthur doesn't try to kill me, and I like it here.

If you weren't such a bastard, I'd invite you to stay a bit. But I fear for Ginny's virtue, you slut. How many girls have you bedded since school let out? Setting a new record, are you?

[bloodserpent]

Nott hasn't been awake for the past two years. He still thinks it's sixth year. He asked if I was ready for next year's tests. But that must be because he has to repeat.

Fine, fine. Suit yourself. I'm not ready to start a bitch fight with you.

Why, how nice of you, Draco. You wouldn't have to worry about young Miss Weasley's virtue, I don't bed younger women. Unless there's a special case. And we all know who I'm talking about when I say that.

Just these four. You don't think much of me, do you?

[__serpiente]

Nott has to repeat? Oh, that's priceless.

I think a bit of you, I suppose. I think you could do better than to sleep with any girl that has an orifice for you to fill. And I think I preferred you when we were younger. Before you discovered that breasts made you feel funny in your trousers.

[_batbogeyhex_]

Fuck off, Blaise. Perhaps this being civil thing would work out for you if you A) knew what the bloody hell you were talking about and B) had any idea how to be kind to another person. My house may not be the nicest in the world, obviously, but my parents are. And frankly, I don't put up with anyone saying anything bad about either.

So why don't you just keep your cockmouth coments to yourself. And while you're at it, just keep being your ordinary, arsehole of a self and spare us all the bother of watching your failed attempts at normality.

[bloodserpent]

You have quite a mouth on you, Miss Weasley. And you have a more innocent appeal to you, so it's not really attractive.

Well, if you say so. I hope Pansy knows that you, my dear, are the reason I ditched this attempt at being nice. But I'll spare you my thoughts because, after all, you are only a child and what I want to say might shock you.

And Draco, Pansy and Daphne seem to be fond of you.

[_batbogeyhex_]

I honestly couldn't care less whether I am attractive or not. Attracting mates is not on my mind, at the moment.

And the idea of me being a child is both absurd and almost insulting. Childhood died the day I met Tom Riddle. One cannot possibly entertain the idea of being able to go back to innocence after that. Obviously you have no idea who I am at all. These days, very little shocks me.

[allthingsdivine]

Civil, my arse.

[bloodserpent]

Daphne, my dear. It is possible. I would ask you to come see for yourself but I don't want to be at the receiving end of your hand again.

[saucy_slytherin]

The day that you are civil or faithful is the day that I dye my hair fushia. The girls you sleep with have such...slutty boring names.

I'm rather good at Transfiguration. If you have any questions, I suppose you could ask me. And, er, good luck with the architecture.

[bloodserpent]

I can do it. You and Pansy may not have much faith in me but I'm pretty sure that with some alcohol and either one hell of a woman or a metamorphmagus, I can accomplish it.

And perhaps magazines.

And I'm sorry their names offend you so much, Millicent. I'll try to go for more exotic names next time.

I suppose if you're offering... I could use some help.