Due to popular demand (being Draco, the whiny brat), I'm keeping the house elves on, for cleaning only.

Because the thought of them with big knives really makes me nervous.

Getting rid of the house elves. Because.

They are damn creepy.

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Besides.
I've always found dependance on subhuman lifeforms... distasteful. It tends to lower one's standards, in a way.
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I really should go to sleep.

... No.

I stopped by Severus' today. I needed the diversion.

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And I come home and Regulus Black is wandering about the corridors nobody else but me can get into.

... Well.

I'm ever so popular.

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Harry's sick.
So I gave him a teddy bear.

More proof I'm a very fucked up man. Who has not yet succeeded in ripping out his heart to put a stop to goddamn paternal instincts.

... I need to go get drunk with Severus.

Well, Karen is now officially... well, Karen. I caught her telling the twins the story of Narcissus and going, quite often, 'just like your daddy ( Read more... )

Teenagers. Augh.

The day I give Karen the day off is the day I get ripped apart by Remus Bloody Lupin and get raped by Seamus Finnigan ( Read more... )

Alright. Odd conversation between Karen and I today.

Karen: The best tool for homicide is a shovel.
Me: ...
Karen: ... this is true. Shovel kills and buries.
Me: I like it better when I don't understand what you're saying.
Karen: Sí, Señor Malfoy.
Me: Thank you.
Karen: Ah, what do you know? You are FrenchAnd this is why most purebloods tend to go ( Read more... )

...ow.

Well, as if everyone in the world hating me wasn't enough, the beloved nurse Karen threw a chair at me today.
Apparently, me ordering Sirius Black out of my house woke the twins up. Tish. She could have just thrown a chair at him and then we'd all be happy.

But Remus is gone now. Oh well. I'm off to up Karen's pay before she quits, excuse me.