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Post as your character or an NPC letters of advice. Names withheld, pseudonyms used in place (similar to Dear Abby). Seriously, silly, pretty much anything goes!
Thanks so much.
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Post as your character or an NPC letters of advice. Names withheld, pseudonyms used in place (similar to Dear Abby). Seriously, silly, pretty much anything goes!
Thanks so much.
This time next year I am determined to be married. Or courting someone. I am not going through the holidays alone. It suggests that I am going to be dried up and bitter. NOT TO MENTION it is MURDER on my skin. Stress is like that.
Everyone is going to jail or dying. No one looks good in black at Christmas. It's dour and too many go for the velvet. Never go for the velvet.I'm not certain I'm alriThey should have told me Father was a
I think I need to have one of those strange witches who does cleansings of the aura and the like to come around. I am feeling as if my energies are just so blocked up lately. Is there an excess of bad feelings in the air? Or is it simply a bad head cold?
Or perhaps not. Sage smells terrible.
Now that I have had some time to process it I have to ask: did you know that Demetrius was a Death Eater? Is that why you didn't like him? Or was it simply his general demeanor, which I also understand.
Is there something you're not telling me?
I have a question. It's about Father and I would have asked it sooner but it only just started to irritate me.
I think I've decided to take up some sort of animal husbandry and marry a foreigner.
Demetrius Gibbons isn't even a good liar. And he has terrible hair. Ugh. Mrs Meliflua is a good role model after all.
Mother, do you think that you and I could take tea sometime shortly? I have all manner of things to discuss with you. It has truly been too long.
I cannot believe that those vagabonds got married before I did. They're so outrageous and uncultured and I don't care that they're all having a little fit.
This means that I am going to die a spinster, doesn't it? Because if the likes of them can get married and I can't, that's the only explanation. Oh God.
I want them to just fall off the face of the earth. Is that bad?
Mother, I was thinking of giving Sylvia a bit of sisterly advice and encouraging Sylvia to consider picking up a bit of volunteer work or an internship so that she is better suited for when she finishes at Hogwarts. I think it would reflect beautifully on the family as well as help her fill the long summers hours.And get her out of the house so that she stops taking my things and driving me mad.What are your thoughts on the matter? I do not wish to interfere with any plans that you might have.
Also do you still wish me to take tea with that girl that Elliot is running about with? I am willing to give her whatever encouragement is needed.
I have suggested to Mother that I am going to encourage Sylvia to find some means of occupying herself that takes place outside the house. Hopefully this will save us from their fighting.
Shall we take lunch sometime next week? Do let me know how your schedule is looking.
Do you think that we could talk? I have something that I need to speak to you about and I don't think that the journals are the best place for it.
The flowers are coming up which making me quite keen to get a garden party sorted. Kitty was so kind to put the suggestion in my mind and now there's nothing that can be done until it is sorted. Of course the garden furniture has to be cleaned and the shrubbery is in desperate need of being trimmed. Honestly, you'd think that the gardeners were asleep on the job at the rate that it is taking them.
Long story short, have we settled on dates for parties? Or a rotation? Or something like that?
I am afraid that I am going to have to cancel our lunch plans. I would like to reschedule, perhaps some time next week. So sorry for the short notice.
Mother, Demetrius just asked me to a birthday dinner with his parents tomorrow. I have already sussed out an appropriate gift, but do you think that you would be able to help me determine what I should wear? I have some possibles, but I would like to have the perfect dress. Just to assuage my own worries, if nothing else.
Better to be safe than sorry, really.
I know that now might not be the time given the stress of recent events, but I was wondering if it is time for me to be a bit encouraging towards Demetrius. I don't want to throw myself at him, but I don't want to ruin the courtship so early by coming off like a frigid fish. Do you have any thoughts on the matter? I seem to find myself unable to advise myself and it is most annoying.
My darling brother, is something the matter? I have not only noticed that something has seen a bit off about your demeanor lately, but Mother is now so concerned as to come to me. Remember it is my job to offer advice and consolation and you are my own dear brother. I am more than happy to lend an ear to your troubles.
Please remember you can confide in me. I just want what is best for you.