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[May the 23rd] |
Do you feel that? That impending sense of doom that's settling upon each and every one of you as you panic about NEWTs and life thereafter?
Yes, that dawning realisation of your inevitable collective failure in the working world proves that I was right all along about the lot of you wasting your time with picnics and Quidditch and your silly social ramblings whilst I worked on my studies. This time next year when I am making discoveries that will undoubtedly change the wizarding world for the rest of time, I'll try and look back and remember some of your names and maybe - just maybe - I could be convinced to give you a spare Knut when you're fetching me my Hot Chocolate on the Knight Bus.
But then again, for the moment, I'm feeling merciful.
Let's face facts: I am a genius, the vast majority of you are not. NEWTs are fast approaching and you lot need all the help you can get so, just this once because I'm in an exceptionally good mood and have nothing better to do, I'm willing to offer my services as a tutor. Now, I know you're all going to come at me with your usual brutish insults and rebukes but think logically for once (I know it's difficult, but try). For some of you, this could be the difference between getting into Auror training and ending up scrubbing bedpans in St. Mungo's.
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| Six. |
[March the 17th] |
( Private )
[Theod
Lovely weather. Hope it stays around.
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| Five. |
[March the 14th] |
Dear Merlin, I've gotten old.
( Private )
[Theodore]As NEWTs approach, I think it'd be good for us to study together. Perhaps in one of the older, less used potions laboratories, where we wouldn't be disturbed.
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| Four. |
[February the 14th] |
I suppose I must be feeling sentimental...
It is unknown exactly which of the numerous St. Valentines this holiday celebrates, though many sources suggest it celebrates a martyred priest who lived in Rome during the reign of Claudius II. This Valentine was eventually arrested by Claudius' troops for marrying Christians and other peoples persecuted by the emperor of the time. He was put to death by bludgeoning, but when the clubs and stones failed to kill him, he was beheaded some time between 269 and 273 A.D.
One wonders why one would celebrate the death of an ancient man as the holiday of romantic love. Well, most traditions come, in fact, from the works of the writer Geoffrey Chaucer, and it is believed the holiday evolved to replace the Roman celebration of Lupercalia, but I, for one, would like to take a look at subtext.
Valentine was killed for marrying oppressed peoples who were told their love was not to be sanctioned. Valentine defied the emperor of Rome, the most powerful man in the world at the time, for love. Not even his own love, but the love of his people. I fully admit that I am not a romantic at heart and likely never will be, but just this once I look back at history and feel as if we've actually lived up to the legacy. If any saint deserves a holiday to mark the love between persons, it is Valentine. A man who lived and died for love.
That said, the rampant corruption of the holiday, the twisting of it into an excuse for exchanging cards and candies and kisses underneath the stairs must sicken Valentine as he looks down. Not because our grand showings of love are meaningless (though they often are) but because we use this as an excuse to use it once a year. Once a year, we get off our rears and profess our undying affections to one another publicly not because we feel that way but because we are told we're supposed to on this holiday. We make shows for the theatricality, not for the meaning.
If you're going to say you love him or her on Valentine's Day, fine. Good for you. But say it tomorrow as well, and the day after, and every day thereafter for as long as you love them. Then I'll take you seriously.
[Warded to Theodore]
I'm rather fond of you, you know.
[End Ward]
[Warded to Zahavi]
Thank you. I'll consider taking that course of action.
[End Ward]
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| Three. |
[February the 5th] |
The concept of dancing is one with a long and complicated history.
( A Very Public And Very Long History Of Dance To Show That Moira Knows More Than You Do )
The Waltz remains popular to this day, as exemplified in the yule ball of years past in which we saw the four champions. I imagine this Valentine's dance will contain some of that traditional business along with the modern stylings of such bands as The Weird Sisters or whatnot. Still, I question whether or not this dance is the best idea. St. Valentine (who, historically, was martyred in an exceptionally bloody and violent way) is so associated with romantic love that it immediately paints certain expectations onto this entire event. The building pressure is no doubt enough to drive some of our number mad with nerves, feeling as if their asking a friend to attend with them would imply some sort of romantic desire that, of course, is not there. After all, who's to say two friends cannot go to a dance in this day and age just to enjoy one another's company as nothing more than friends. Personally, I feel that such assumptions are utterly unfair in their forcing of certain romantic ideals onto today's youth.
( Warded to Theodore )
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| Two. |
[January the 23rd] |
( Private )
My, it's certainly been an interesting week, has it not? Not even back for a month yet and we've already had a scandal, a scrimmage, an announcement to excite the Neanderthals, and enough gossip to last us until the end of term. Marvelous. I imagine next week the castle will be attacked by dragons and we'll all have mysteriously turned blue. Don't you think that'd be stellar?
[Warded to Pansy Parkinson]
So, what do you make of all of this recent chaos?
[End ward]
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