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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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Let's find a corner where we won't be bothered. Or we could walk around until curfew, for some privacy.
I think I first started realising my mother wasn't like other mothers when I first got to Hogwarts. I knew she wasn't perfect before then, I think -- that she made mistakes, and wasn't as thoughtful as she ought to have been, and that sort of thing, but once I saw what everyone else's mothers were like, not just yours, I suppose that's when I got angry with her. And disappointed in her.
Adults are people too. And people can be stupid sometimes, or selfish, or thoughtless, and can let you down, even if they aren't supposed to.
And I know the feeling. That someone wants to control what you do, and not liking it. The same someone, as a matter of fact. And you're right, he can get touchy when he feels like he's being crossed, or not listened to properly. Which is frustrating if he's not listening back.
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I don't see how it could be
unless he doesn't want, but sometimes it's good to know these things ahead of time.(no subject)
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