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Dec. 27th, 2008 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_seamusSo on Boxing Day Mr Rosier and I went to a party at Mrs Blacks house. Mrs Black is Mr Rosiers sister and Mrs Malfoy and Mrs Lestrange are her daughters. Mr Rosier drew me a family tree so I have it all straight in my head now even if it looks confusing written out. Anyway Draco was there, and Pansy Parkinson because shes staying with Mrs Black (the other Mrs Black not the one who held the party) for the holidays. And Hydra Lestrange. And Harry came with Draco.
I Ifelt a little out of place because theyve all known eachother their whole lives. And they have silly nicknames for eachother and jokes Im not in on, like when Harry would wink at Hydra and say 'broken any windows this week?' and she laughed like that was the funniest thing ever. And Pansy was really quiet. But Harry and Draco were friendly enough and Hydra is a really nice kid. It turns out she got all of Dracos old Millwhipple Mysteries when he was done with them and she collects the figurines though she collects the girl ones instead of the boy ones.
Everyone opened presents and I got a homework planner and some Bertie Botts beans.
Christmas Day was just me and Mr Rosier and it was a lovely day. I got a real orange in my stocking. We never had those in Ireland ever. The real sort isnt anything like the transfigured kind. There was a lot more juice and it was sweeter. For my present Mr Rosier gave me an eagle feather quill. He said I should use it to write him letters.
Mr Rosier had given me some time to myself in Diagon Alley so I was able to buy him a present too. I got him a quill I thought hed like. Id thought about getting him a book but he has so many and I was afraid hed already have it. I reckon you can always use another quill. Its not as nice as the one he got me but he said thats okay.
We had roast goose for dinner. It was snowy out but not wet. So Mr Rosier let me borrow a broom and I went flying. It was lovely.
Christmas night I thought about my mum after I went to bed. I felt like maybe I shouldnt have had such a nice Christmas because I should want to be with my mum. And I do wish I could see my mum. But I reckon she wouldnt want me to be miserable. Shed be glad I like Mr Rosier because Im going to be living with him on holidays whether I like him or not. So its good that I like him so much. And that he seems to like me.
I never had a father growing up. Because my mum lost her head over a muggle and of course when she came to her senses she made him leave. I had uncles but its not the same. Mr Rosier is like I always imagined a wizard father would be like.
He says next week theres a quidditch match hed like to take me to, the Falmouth Falcons are playing against the Pride of Portree. Mr Rosier cheers for the Falcons. I suppose theres no harm in cheering for the Falcons when they arent playing against the Kestrals.
I Ifelt a little out of place because theyve all known eachother their whole lives. And they have silly nicknames for eachother and jokes Im not in on, like when Harry would wink at Hydra and say 'broken any windows this week?' and she laughed like that was the funniest thing ever. And Pansy was really quiet. But Harry and Draco were friendly enough and Hydra is a really nice kid. It turns out she got all of Dracos old Millwhipple Mysteries when he was done with them and she collects the figurines though she collects the girl ones instead of the boy ones.
Everyone opened presents and I got a homework planner and some Bertie Botts beans.
Christmas Day was just me and Mr Rosier and it was a lovely day. I got a real orange in my stocking. We never had those in Ireland ever. The real sort isnt anything like the transfigured kind. There was a lot more juice and it was sweeter. For my present Mr Rosier gave me an eagle feather quill. He said I should use it to write him letters.
Mr Rosier had given me some time to myself in Diagon Alley so I was able to buy him a present too. I got him a quill I thought hed like. Id thought about getting him a book but he has so many and I was afraid hed already have it. I reckon you can always use another quill. Its not as nice as the one he got me but he said thats okay.
We had roast goose for dinner. It was snowy out but not wet. So Mr Rosier let me borrow a broom and I went flying. It was lovely.
Christmas night I thought about my mum after I went to bed. I felt like maybe I shouldnt have had such a nice Christmas because I should want to be with my mum. And I do wish I could see my mum. But I reckon she wouldnt want me to be miserable. Shed be glad I like Mr Rosier because Im going to be living with him on holidays whether I like him or not. So its good that I like him so much. And that he seems to like me.
I never had a father growing up. Because my mum lost her head over a muggle and of course when she came to her senses she made him leave. I had uncles but its not the same. Mr Rosier is like I always imagined a wizard father would be like.
He says next week theres a quidditch match hed like to take me to, the Falmouth Falcons are playing against the Pride of Portree. Mr Rosier cheers for the Falcons. I suppose theres no harm in cheering for the Falcons when they arent playing against the Kestrals.
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Date: 2008-12-28 09:48 pm (UTC)I'm glad you came and that you had a good time. That orange sounds wizard. And you know what? Before long you will be in on all the jokes too. Just takes a bit of time.
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