||[Aug. 22nd, 2006|11:26 am]
[Protected from all Knights, except Bella]
Dear Merlin, if I have to endure one more night with those pretentious prigs in our house, in our space, I may be in danger of doing something I'll regret. If it weren't for the fact that our Lord has handpicked almost all of them, I would have thrown them out before they had a chance to criticise our home, insulting us and showing themselves for the stuck up snobs that they are. My wand hand is just itching for something to curse. Where is that damned house elf?
Bella, dearest. I have an idea, and I think you are going to like it. I have some pictures, and I have already gone through the business side of things with a good family friend at Gringotts. It seems I have more than enough in my own account, and I intend to go ahead whether you want in or not, but you know I would prefer you to be on board. I shall talk to you soon about it, and you can let me know what you think.
To all of you who still read this: I have decided to stay on the linked journals, if only to see what is going on this year inside that beloved school of yours. Things are heating up, and it would be a shame to miss out on the fun. *smirk*