Well, I agree with Thomas

[alt_padma]

We need something to lighten things up. Luckily we've duelling club tonight - that's always good for a lark. Still, it's really rather tense up in the tower, and in Ravenclaw Corner Troy actually snapped at me because he's having trouble cracking the Arithmantical equations for quantitive spell-blocking, or something.

Lovegood's still really upset about her father - and of course she would be, anyone would be - but she's so very quiet about it. Not like Fawcett was at all.

But what I can't work out is how Black thinks he can shift the blame away from himself. He's really quite mad, isn't he? And ever so rude. I hope Mr Crouch and Mr Malfoy are right and they do make him stand trial. They ought to publicly Cruciate him, in the bargain.

Anyway, Parkinson, did you hear what I found out from Tamblyn? You know how Weasley was telling everyone not even to try to disturb the Lord Protector when He was here? Well, your Mr Black was one of the people with Him. Tamblyn saw the hook quite clearly.

Didn't you say he was going to bring you presents the next time he came?

Guess he didn't mean it. Or he forgot - that can happen sometimes. But he came and said hello to you, at least, didn't he?

Well, I've still my Transfiguration essay to finish. Bobolis, may I borrow that book you had on the properties of once-living objects when they'd dried? Flower petals and skin and such? I think I'll need to quote it again.

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[alt_pansy]

If he was with Our Lord, he had important work to do.

And you know we aren't allowed packages.

Besides, if it was Lucius that came here with Our Lord, I wouldn't expect he'd bring me anything either, or take the time away from serving Him to talk to me.

[alt_pansy]

And I didn't say anything about expecting anything.

Because I don't.

[alt_padma]

Oh, well, I know he said he'd send you something once we're allowed parcels again. But maybe it was Malfoy who said you were hoping to spend some real time with Mr Black and that you hoped he'd bring you chocolates.

My mistake, I'm sure.

[alt_pansy]

I'm not eight you know. Honestly.

[alt_padma]

I know it but does Mr Black? I think that's what's got people feeling a little sick curious about it, if you ask me.

[alt_sally_anne]

Who, exactly, asked you, Patil? Pansy certainly didn't.

[alt_padma]

Don't get in a state, Perks. All this began because I didn't know if Parkinson knew her acquaintance was in the castle and I thought, as they're such good friends, she might have seen him.

There's no need to get all shirty about it.

[alt_pansy]

I'm too tired to deal with your nasty gossip and rumours today, Patil.

So shove that nose of yours into someone else's business besides mine.

Because I'm not in the mood to teach you a lesson about manners, but if you insist, I'll give you one.