Private to Mr Morsussubtle_simmerSeptember 22 2006, 06:52:56 UTC
Very unwise, Mr Morsus. As you have now learnt, I am sure. The Ministry is questioning all of us on their delightful Registry, and I fear you may be in for some unpleasantness in light of the opinions you express with such public unconcern.
This was a grave tragedy. People are frightened. One ought to treat the situation with the respect it deserves.
I dined with your lovely bride a while ago, and advised her on Healing potions. If that is insufficient to your need, after your own chat at the Ministry, you may contact me if St. Mungo's is not an option.
Private to Professor Snapemorsus_et_morsSeptember 23 2006, 15:39:07 UTC
Ah yes, how gauche of me to have let my personal reaction slip. I am thinking a sadistic retribution is in order. Mayhaps, you'd be the one to teach me a lesson or two, Professor?
On a more serious note - I do think I'd only benefit from a meeting with you, considering it has been a long time since I've last met you. Millicent continues bragging about your productive meeting in the garden. I do hope she did not offend your aesthetic senses, Professor?
Private to Mr Morsussubtle_simmerSeptember 23 2006, 17:39:13 UTC
You need not fear any 'sadistic retribution' from me, Morsus. I have an entire school full of students to more than adequately fill any needs I have in that regard. You are too cunning to need my tutelage there in any case.
As I informed your wife, I always make time to see my former Students. Evenings or weekends would suit my schedule best - though early evening, of course, so as not to be in violation of my Registry Restrictions.
Your wife is everything which is gracious and charming. As to aesthetics, I am a simple man, Morsus. My use for a garden is for growing things to cut up and simmer in a cauldron, not for visual beauty. The one I was shown seemed to accomplish this practical need most tastefully, though the showier flora with no practical use held little interest for me. Nothing, however, about the visit or your bride, was 'offensive'.
Private to My Husbandmrs_morsusSeptember 23 2006, 03:22:46 UTC
Save your hilarity, darling.
Your weekend tryst must be postponed at least until after our own engagement with the Ministry of Magic. The Owl specified Saturday.
Shall we "breakfast" together and then bare our souls to the masses? Elegance my dear, elegance, taste and restraint. This is no time for indulging in your baser pleasures. There'll be time for that later.
Afterwards, I shall repair to Knightsbridge. Unless you are such a complete wanker you can't keep it together at the Ministry. Then you may wish you were in Azkaban.
Private to Millicentmorsus_et_morsSeptember 23 2006, 15:45:56 UTC
As you wish, my dear.
Sunday works just as well for my tryst. You know how contradicting the Biblical texts exhilarates me.
But of course, I was not envisioning anything other. What could be more reinvigorating than a breakfast with one's darling?
Do wear that black brocade dress of yours for the delightful rendezvous with the Ministry. Maybe stripping yourself a bit would have a blinding effect on the sexually-deprived Aurors?
Private to My Husbandmrs_morsusSeptember 23 2006, 18:50:03 UTC
Sunday shopping in Knightsbridge will be a welcome diversion.
A special breakfast for just the two of us, then, with a witch's brew that I've been saving for just such an occasion.
Yes darling, do wear black. I see you have this confused with a Death Eater Homecoming Party. I will try to find the time to visit you in Azkaban, but while you are enjoying your black humourless stay there, do imagine me fucking entertaining all your friends.
Taste and restraint, my dear. I will be looking wealthy, stylish and oh so innocent as the Perfect Wife from the Lake District in this by Badgely Mischka. I will choose something wonderful for you, darling. It would be too embarrassing to try explain to Mother that you are in Azkaban.
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I'm at my shop until eight, maybe I'll stop by after I close up.
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Until later then, prole-boy.
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This was a grave tragedy. People are frightened. One ought to treat the situation with the respect it deserves.
I dined with your lovely bride a while ago, and advised her on Healing potions. If that is insufficient to your need, after your own chat at the Ministry, you may contact me if St. Mungo's is not an option.
~Professor Snape
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On a more serious note - I do think I'd only benefit from a meeting with you, considering it has been a long time since I've last met you. Millicent continues bragging about your productive meeting in the garden. I do hope she did not offend your aesthetic senses, Professor?
Congratulations on the reinstatement.
Montague Morsus
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As I informed your wife, I always make time to see my former Students. Evenings or weekends would suit my schedule best - though early evening, of course, so as not to be in violation of my Registry Restrictions.
Your wife is everything which is gracious and charming. As to aesthetics, I am a simple man, Morsus. My use for a garden is for growing things to cut up and simmer in a cauldron, not for visual beauty. The one I was shown seemed to accomplish this practical need most tastefully, though the showier flora with no practical use held little interest for me. Nothing, however, about the visit or your bride, was 'offensive'.
Thank you.
~Professor Snape
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Your weekend tryst must be postponed at least until after our own engagement with the Ministry of Magic. The Owl specified Saturday.
Shall we "breakfast" together and then bare our souls to the masses? Elegance my dear, elegance, taste and restraint. This is no time for indulging in your baser pleasures. There'll be time for that later.
Afterwards, I shall repair to Knightsbridge. Unless you are such a complete wanker you can't keep it together at the Ministry. Then you may wish you were in Azkaban.
Your Little Girl
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Sunday works just as well for my tryst. You know how contradicting the Biblical texts exhilarates me.
But of course, I was not envisioning anything other. What could be more reinvigorating than a breakfast with one's darling?
Do wear that black brocade dress of yours for the delightful rendezvous with the Ministry. Maybe stripping yourself a bit would have a blinding effect on the sexually-deprived Aurors?
Love,
Montague
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A special breakfast for just the two of us, then, with a witch's brew that I've been saving for just such an occasion.
Yes darling, do wear black. I see you have this confused with a Death Eater Homecoming Party. I will try to find the time to visit you in Azkaban, but while you are enjoying your black humourless stay there, do imagine me fucking entertaining all your friends.
Taste and restraint, my dear. I will be looking wealthy, stylish and oh so innocent as the Perfect Wife from the Lake District in this by Badgely Mischka. I will choose something wonderful for you, darling. It would be too embarrassing to try explain to Mother that you are in Azkaban.
Your Little Girl
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