I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
Apr. 5th, 2012 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_justinHullo, everyone,
I say, something odd happened today. I got Neville's parcel--thanks for that, Neville, it's well grand--but then Professor Froissart told me that I had an invitation from Finnigan and his guardian to go to and visit Seamus. On Monday, what?
Apparently his guardian has to go to some bally old breakfast but then he thought Seamus could have some people over while he's gone, and then join him for luncheon at his club. And then there's a concert thing in the early evening. Pansy, I think it's one of those groups you like. Fat Kneazle or something like that--brilliant, really, any other day.
It would have to be Monday, though, what? Rotten luck. I've told them it's not possible. Dash it, though, I do dislike having to turn down an invitation one would ordinarily accept out of politeness. It raises questions, what?
I told Professor Froissart that I was well sorry but I had been looking forward to Lincoln in particular. He asked why and I had to say it was a family connection. It was the first thing I could think of, what.
It can't be that they suspect and wish to keep me from going to Lincoln, can it?
Are we certain that none of the adults can see now that Fred and George can't anymore?
-Justin
I say, something odd happened today. I got Neville's parcel--thanks for that, Neville, it's well grand--but then Professor Froissart told me that I had an invitation from Finnigan and his guardian to go to and visit Seamus. On Monday, what?
Apparently his guardian has to go to some bally old breakfast but then he thought Seamus could have some people over while he's gone, and then join him for luncheon at his club. And then there's a concert thing in the early evening. Pansy, I think it's one of those groups you like. Fat Kneazle or something like that--brilliant, really, any other day.
It would have to be Monday, though, what? Rotten luck. I've told them it's not possible. Dash it, though, I do dislike having to turn down an invitation one would ordinarily accept out of politeness. It raises questions, what?
I told Professor Froissart that I was well sorry but I had been looking forward to Lincoln in particular. He asked why and I had to say it was a family connection. It was the first thing I could think of, what.
It can't be that they suspect and wish to keep me from going to Lincoln, can it?
Are we certain that none of the adults can see now that Fred and George can't anymore?
-Justin
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Date: 2012-04-06 04:03 am (UTC)Well, that's a relief, I must say. I shall be perfectly careful about it but I agree, I just hope I can hide it somewhere without attracting anyone's notice. If I can slip away unseen it should be no trouble.
And I'll be bally well glad to think that it's there waiting for you. I say, you will escape, old man, one day or another.
-Justin
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Date: 2012-04-06 04:17 am (UTC)Maybe you could claim that you found it?
Or that your mum thought you'd be going camping during your trip and you just got it by owl?
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Date: 2012-04-06 04:29 am (UTC)Well, in a way, the story about having had family in Lincoln may help me there, what? You see, I'd thought perhaps I'd tell them that I'd like to find the family's plot and, oh, contemplate my wizarding heritage or some bally old rot like that. That ought to get me the time alone that I need, what?
I've also shrunk the whole sack down so that it fits inside my bookbag. That way I shall only have to take it out when I'm well ready to put it where it'll be safe for Terry to find it. It's doing the actual spells to keep it hidden that will be the tricky thing, if anyone should happen upon me just at that moment.
But--well, I suppose I shall just have to make sure no one does, what?
-Justin