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Private message to Pansy
May I see you tonight, or do you have some oddball tea party that requires moustaches? Because we don't have duelling club, you know. And my homework can wait.
Because I really would like to see you.
Do you remember when it was that you first started to realise that your Mother was imperfect? I think you must have been young. I remember when we were just firsties, you would write about how Rosa was a drunk. I was so scandalised at the time - though that was back when I was very easily scandalised, mind. Looking back now, though, I think you must have matured a great deal earlier than I did (though I suppose it wasn't precisely mature to write about your Mother's drinking in the journals where everyone could see).
Father and I are having a row. It's somewhat about you, but he doesn't even realise it. Really been paying attention, hasn't he? Not that I particularly want him to start doing so...because when he does, he insists on controlling everything and having a say in every little thing I do. And if he doesn't like what I'm doing or saying, he has this way of just diminishing it. It's as if I can feel him laughing at me through the ink...
I mean, I suppose I'm glad I don't have Harry's Father, instead.
There's that, at least.
Because I really would like to see you.
Do you remember when it was that you first started to realise that your Mother was imperfect? I think you must have been young. I remember when we were just firsties, you would write about how Rosa was a drunk. I was so scandalised at the time - though that was back when I was very easily scandalised, mind. Looking back now, though, I think you must have matured a great deal earlier than I did (though I suppose it wasn't precisely mature to write about your Mother's drinking in the journals where everyone could see).
Father and I are having a row. It's somewhat about you, but he doesn't even realise it. Really been paying attention, hasn't he? Not that I particularly want him to start doing so...because when he does, he insists on controlling everything and having a say in every little thing I do. And if he doesn't like what I'm doing or saying, he has this way of just diminishing it. It's as if I can feel him laughing at me through the ink...
I mean, I suppose I'm glad I don't have Harry's Father, instead.
There's that, at least.
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Mind, he didn't admit anything, but if the earrings were for Mémé or his sister, then why wouldn't he just say? He acted all flustered, instead. You know that it takes a lot for him to get flustered.
I know your Mother's not perfect, either, but hey - she's not Auntie Bella, right?
I think I could laugh more about the imperfections if I didn't have to deal with them...
Anyway, we can talk more in person. Are you free?
I really want to see you.
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And we'll just have to deal with the imperfections together, won't we?
And yes, I am free.
And I really want to see you too.
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