donttelldaddy | Entries tagged with ~alfred

[Hello, Hogwarts, prepare to hear something horrific: Lili's hysterical giggling. Usually that sound means someone was maimed or Alfred was publicly humiliated, but not this time!]

Who turned Jules' head into a rainbow? I'd like to buy you a butterbeer.

[Filtered to friends/people who know her well:]

This is degrading. I'm not a Squib, I don't have to do this, nor do I have to be baby-sat. I get enough of this garbage without Beatrix and her meaningless title breathing down my neck. As if my peers have any power over me whatsoever.

I am tired of fussy, incompetent healers that can't comprehend simple phrases like 'I'm fine'.

[Private - Alfred:]

And you are an idiot. We shouldn't have come in at the same time.

Besides the start of Quidditch practice, it's been a fairly quiet week. I suppose that's for the best, but it makes the time spent off the pitch even more boring in comparison to what it used to be. Even the homework is too easy. When is the final year stress going to appear, I wonder?

Oh, but back to Quidditch - Slytherin, a few of your brooms are shoddy or on their last legs. I've left a catalog on each of your doors, pick one and I'll get it for you. I've highlighted some suggestions, but you're smart enough to be able to handle it, no?

...my father says good luck this year, Matthew.

((ooc: Hey Quidditch players! You might notice first-years lurking at your practices. They may or may not be in your house, but if not they will be hiding their colors. If your character is one to suspect, then by all means do.))

I'm sorry, do you lot have any idea where you are? This is Hogwarts, and it is a magic school, in case you've all forgotten. Since when did Muggle entertainment justify a club, much less two of them?

A lot of you have NEWTs coming up, and you're going to spend your time kicking balls around on the grass? You deserve to fail.

[Filtered to Slytherin]

Get me some first-years.

[Filtered to people who know about Lili's hospital business, at least vaguely]

I'm home, for the last few days of summer. Father insists that I stay in bed, but I'm not sure I can stand being still for much longer. I'm fine now, really. Just a few scars, most people will never even see them.

I need to stay active, I was trapped in the hospital and now I'm trapped here. If I don't go do something, I'll spend the whole time thinking.

~~It replays in my head every time I stop to think.~~

((ooc: Strike hackable if you're determined enough.))

Sebastian spoke to you all? Well, don't listen to him, everything he says is rubbish. He's rubbish.

He's practically a Squib, you know. Hasn't a clue what he's talking about.

((ooc: Okay so. Important French Purebloods and such will probably know she was "attacked" by a Death Eater. And since bits of it (hey, her high-profile politician father is spending a lot of time in the hospital) would probably make the news elsewhere, if your character is smart and cares enough they can probably put it together. Or even nosy.))

Current Location: Paris, France

[The handwriting you're about to see is nothing like Lili's neat, perfect cursive. This looks like someone gave a monkey a quill and told him to write.]

This is Emilie's butler. ~~She doesn't tell me anything until the day before so I'm not sure~~ If you had any plans with her for the rest of the summer, I'm afraid you'll have to reschedule.

[Private - Matthew. Alfred if he makes an effort.]

You should...she never gave me permission, but I don't think it's fair to just...

We should have a chat.

That prank was in horrible taste. Miserable, even. What were those idiots thinking? There are some situations in which arson would be entirely justified.

And in...hindsight, I realize that I overreacted and made a fool of myself in my dealings with some of you. Especially you, Katya, if you're reading this. I apologize.

[Private to Alfred - hackable if your name is Jules]

I think I found him.

It has been brought to my attention that the counselors don't appear to be doing a single thing about this.

I mean, they're looking. But all I've found is a snapped twig, and it's still more than their combined efforts have managed to scrounge up! One of those witless apes wrote me a song about salami as a consolation. I was not consoled.

Does anyone know the name of the nearest wizarding paper? I'm sending them an owl. When the people in charge here have reporters and lawyers knocking down their cabin doors, maybe they'll be more likely to actually do something.

One way or another, I'm burning this place to the ground.

Alfred, I'm not going to see you today. I think my nose is broken.

And has anyone have you heard from Matthew today? I haven't seen him, but he left all his things here...

I for one am eager to finish my exams and get out of here. I miss Monaco. And my father. He hasn't written in a while, I imagine things are busy with the Death Eaters out and about. ~~The moment I get back, I'm going to find him.~~

And dear Lord, Alfred, if you were any dumber, you would forget to breathe and die. I am embarrassed for you.

((ooc: The strike is very neatly and completely blacked out, but you could have seen it before she finished. Or, notice that it was so deliberately stricken, and so it must be a secret. Whatever. XD))

Something came up, and I missed the game last weekend. How badly did Gryffindor lose? I heard the game wasn't that great.

[Private to Jules]

It's your turn now. What do you think about Matthew Kirkland?

Oh, Alfred~

You weren't able to control every one of those student-turned-creatures. I knew you wouldn't, and you were foolish for thinking you could.

So that means you owe me. I'm not sure what yet, but I'm sure you'll remind me to figure it out.

The Daily Prophet is propagandizing rubbish. They make it look like the Minister will be meeting with us out of the goodness of his heart. Please. He's only doing it for appearances.

Is anyone is truly going to be distracted by the fact that he's an inefficient leader by a mere publicity stunt, and a predictable one at that?

"The children are our future!"

How silly.