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alt_hermione) wrote2009-06-30 06:48 pm
alt_hermione) wrote2009-06-30 06:48 pm
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ORDER ONLY: Harry and flying and life
Well things are all right here. I actually have less and less to do because the Lord Protector won't have anyone along with him with Harry sometimes. He takes him off and I don't quite know where. Harry says that he follows him around like a lapdog. Harry follows the Lord Protector around that is. And sometimes someone says something nice to him, and sometimes they talk over him like he isn't there.
He isn't happy at all but he doesn't seem to be taking it out on me, in fact quite the opposite, he's been ever so kind. I suppose he knows it's kind to let me help him revise. He says that he has to revise because otherwise his Father (he always capitalises it like that, I don't know why, when he writes it and even when he says it I think) will be upset with him. And because the Finnigan boy is having a tutor and I think he's afraid of doing worse than him. Harry is afraid of doing worse than the Finnigan boy I mean. Only most of the time he doesn't do very well, he just sort of trails off. We usually end up talking about Quidditch. Which isn't much fun for me except that he gave me some Quidditch strategy books and told me to quiz him on them so he'd do better.
Anyway then sometimes he just trails off and we do normal things, it's almost like having a friend, only then we go into dinner and I have to stand behind him again and keep my eyes down and I remember that I'm a Mudblood. And the other day someone said something about me looking terribly healthy and that I must be very obedient that he didn't have to beat me. So today when I was straightening up his room I moved a big heavy vase and I dropped it on my hand on purpose. It broke and I cut myself a little and Harry fixed it when he came back, it's only a little bulgy on one side now, but I told him not to fix my hand. I made sure people saw it too, I waved it around, maybe I did a bit too much because I did get told off then for being a complainer by one of the house-elves, and then I had to stop.
I'm glad that Harry is getting to go to Finnigan's because it has to be boring for him with just a Mudblood girl to keep him company, I know it's boring for me with only him, he's not really great fun even if he is a nice master all things considered lately. I suppose I'll come too but it will be worse than ever to be a Mudblood because I don't imagine I'll get to play anything or do anything except stand there and carry his broom and things. He's ever so excited but he says that the one good thing about summer is that he doesn't have to write in his journal if he doesn't want to and he wants to go play Quidditch, only then he got called away. I suppose the Lord Protector is having a party and wants to trot him out like usual. So he won't get to go play Quidditch after all.
He isn't happy at all but he doesn't seem to be taking it out on me, in fact quite the opposite, he's been ever so kind. I suppose he knows it's kind to let me help him revise. He says that he has to revise because otherwise his Father (he always capitalises it like that, I don't know why, when he writes it and even when he says it I think) will be upset with him. And because the Finnigan boy is having a tutor and I think he's afraid of doing worse than him. Harry is afraid of doing worse than the Finnigan boy I mean. Only most of the time he doesn't do very well, he just sort of trails off. We usually end up talking about Quidditch. Which isn't much fun for me except that he gave me some Quidditch strategy books and told me to quiz him on them so he'd do better.
Anyway then sometimes he just trails off and we do normal things, it's almost like having a friend, only then we go into dinner and I have to stand behind him again and keep my eyes down and I remember that I'm a Mudblood. And the other day someone said something about me looking terribly healthy and that I must be very obedient that he didn't have to beat me. So today when I was straightening up his room I moved a big heavy vase and I dropped it on my hand on purpose. It broke and I cut myself a little and Harry fixed it when he came back, it's only a little bulgy on one side now, but I told him not to fix my hand. I made sure people saw it too, I waved it around, maybe I did a bit too much because I did get told off then for being a complainer by one of the house-elves, and then I had to stop.
I'm glad that Harry is getting to go to Finnigan's because it has to be boring for him with just a Mudblood girl to keep him company, I know it's boring for me with only him, he's not really great fun even if he is a nice master all things considered lately. I suppose I'll come too but it will be worse than ever to be a Mudblood because I don't imagine I'll get to play anything or do anything except stand there and carry his broom and things. He's ever so excited but he says that the one good thing about summer is that he doesn't have to write in his journal if he doesn't want to and he wants to go play Quidditch, only then he got called away. I suppose the Lord Protector is having a party and wants to trot him out like usual. So he won't get to go play Quidditch after all.