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[Jan. 4th, 2010|10:23 am] |
Resolutions?
I resolve to make no more.
How about you?
MWPPandwives
I am going to a bakery for lunch, buying myself a cake, and eating the entire thing at my desk. Any of you can feel free to join me. Mostly this means you, Pads.
Private.
Can't be. Can't even think it. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2009|10:11 am] |
Work took me in to Muggle London this morning and I heard-- I can't even describe it properly.
It was a song about a boy catching his mum snogging SANTA CLAUS. I tell you what, if that old pervert came into my home and kissed Lils, I'd be using his reindeer for target practice. Nothing awful of course, but we'll see how that old elf likes flying around with pink courses.
Honestly. How do they put things like that on the radio? It sounded old-timey too, so it must be popular.
Marauders and their wives
What night do we all want to get together for Christmas dinner? We've only got 11 days left to decide! |
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[Nov. 29th, 2009|10:08 pm] |
There's not much I like better than Christmas shopping. Does anyone have any requests or should I buy brooms for the whole lot of you?
Lily-- Remus-- you both seem to be in need of something Russian made and fast. |
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[Nov. 19th, 2009|10:32 am] |
Things have been quiet in the office this week and it always makes me antsy. I ought to be glad that I've got some down time because before now the paperwork on my desk was threatening to swallow me whole, but I think it's been downgraded from National Disaster to Local Menace.
How's that for efficiency?
I've even managed to schedule some time to work with the trainees. Auror Professor Potter. It has a ring to it, yeah? |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|11:28 am] |
For all those that are worried, or haven't heard any news since last night, Harry is doing just fine. If we'd let him he'd be back on his broom at this very moment. He sends his best and thanks for all the chocolate and cards.
Lils.
We have a good son.
Order.
I know several people are looking into the bludgers, including myself, but I think it's best to assume that this is related to the troll in some way and if we're wrong, at least we'll have been covering the worst of it first and not overlooking something. With that said, I think any of us who could do so without suspicion should begin chaperoning any activity we can get in to. Hogsmeade and Quidditch specifically.
Remus.
Please look after him, Moony. You know we consider you to be Harry's godfather every bit as much as Sirius.
Do you think we should take him out of school? Honestly. |
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[Nov. 12th, 2009|01:11 pm] |
With all this love and poetry going around seemed only right to add in one of my own!
Warded to adult men only.
There once was a Keep from Bonnaire
Who was doing a bird in midair
When the broom handle broke
He doubled his stroke
And finished her off in midair.
Warded to women and children
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Snitches are precious,
And so are you. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|10:51 pm] |
Private to Greta.
I'd like to send some cupcakes to the Gryffindor students. How do I go about placing an order with you? |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|09:38 am] |
Warded against Hogwarts students.
So it's sex talk now in the journals is it? I feel like I'm back in sixth year all over again. Anyone else remember that brilliant piece of fiction Sirius and I sold on weekly installment about the sexual exploits of the teachers? I really need to dig some of those up.
Warded to MWPPMarleneLily.
Soooooooooooooooo sleepy. Sirius Padfoot Black, drag your lazy arse out of bed and come bring me something caffeinated. And add a shot of Pepper Up Potion.
Warded to the Order.
What do troll droppings look like? |
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[Oct. 7th, 2009|04:25 pm] |
They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
( We will be victorious ) |
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