I'm so glad you like the charm. I had fun picking it out. Your bracelet's going to be chiming nicely with all the charms we've added together in the last year. Doesn't it feel good to be through with NEWTs, though? There's no feeling like that in the world.
Capper's a fool, even if he IS brilliant at Arithmancy. (What do you expect of a halfblood though, really?) He'll win no sympathy for trying to shift the blame to a professor, and if he fails all the rest of his OWLs, they may not show him much mercy.
I did hear about Bole, yes. Shocking. I despise sadism like that. He should limit his aggression to bludgers rather than people.
I have been continuing to try to find flats, honest. I have enough saved for a security deposit and several months rent, so I could jump on something right away if I found the perfect place. But no luck so far. I haven't had much time to look as Mr Malfoy's been keeping me so busy; I've had a number of late nights. I don't mind that actually: sometimes he'll order food in, and then I don't have to go home to the Burrow and eat rather plain food off Mum's chipped plates set on a wobbly table.
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Date: 2012-05-22 03:07 pm (UTC)Capper's a fool, even if he IS brilliant at Arithmancy. (What do you expect of a halfblood though, really?) He'll win no sympathy for trying to shift the blame to a professor, and if he fails all the rest of his OWLs, they may not show him much mercy.
I did hear about Bole, yes. Shocking. I despise sadism like that. He should limit his aggression to bludgers rather than people.
I have been continuing to try to find flats, honest. I have enough saved for a security deposit and several months rent, so I could jump on something right away if I found the perfect place. But no luck so far. I haven't had much time to look as Mr Malfoy's been keeping me so busy; I've had a number of late nights. I don't mind that actually: sometimes he'll order food in, and then I don't have to go home to the Burrow and eat rather plain food off Mum's chipped plates set on a wobbly table.