Narcissa, thank you again for the invitation to pass such a wonderful afternoon with your beautiful self and your charming fiancee. I must say I appreciate your thoughtfulness in preparing seating arrangements ahead of time. It is wonderful not to have to worry about such things in the, shall we say, heat of the moment ( Read more... )

I do not find it humourous that you have caused my Astronomy text to disappear. Neither do I appreciate your timing, since, as I am certain you well know, I am in the middle of writing a very important essay for the class. You will please return it to my dormitory immediately.

I should like to thank Miss Meaghan McCormack for a delightful afternoon. The pleasure of your company is nearly unrivaled in our hallowed institution. I must say, after the troubles and caliginosity of the dungeons, a stroll in bright sunlight works wonders for the soul ( Read more... )

It was a pleasant evening passed in the Slytherin common room. Many thanks go out to Mister Lestrange the Elder for securing the firewhiskey and probably to Miss Lestrange the Incalculable for providing it for him. My condolences to Miss Travers and Miss Jugson, who for some reason had the urge to spend the evening with Mister Brennan and his ( Read more... )

To my dear brother Rodolphus:

I believe my words to you on the sixth of this month were "Dear brother, the next time you correspond with our parents, would you kindly inform them that Hogwarts allows them to owl me my own items".

Nowhere in this quotation is it requested that you ask them to send your things directly to meImagine my surprise, ( Read more... )

It appears that our entire academic institution has gone stark raving mad. If there is a reason for the paroxysms that currently occupy the attentions of several members of the more fatuous House in our school, it would be in keeping with decorum if the parties associated would either elucidate the situation to those of us fortunate enough to ( Read more... )

The past week has been one of the most wonderful times in my life that I can recall. It is as though a chapter in my life has been opened, a chapter like to the last chapter of that Colombian wizard Marquez' book, One Hundred Years of Solitude. I can feel the winds picking up, radiant in their invisible power, ready to spread destruction and beauty ( Read more... )

I do not understand the fascination the student body currently has with hospitalising one another. Is it some new form of mating between wizards and witches?

Perhaps it is something they are doing in America.

Nothing is quite so satisfying as the discovery of a singularly useful piece of information. Such a feeling is akin to the sensation of standing atop a hill, head higher than that of anyone for miles around ( Read more... )

It seems as though classes have hit a low point. The excitement of the first week is long gone, replaced by the initial stress that comes from an excess of work to be done outside of class, and as we have readjusted ourselves to the increased workload, we have settled into the monotony that accompanies these weeks prior to the fall and winter ( Read more... )