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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
Dec. 21st, 2009 03:37 pmSo I wrote to the Strettons right away and told them I was going to Pansy's for Christmas, it was all arranged already. They didn't answer, but they didn't send me any owls at all so that wasn't surprising.
When I got here they didn't want to talk about it and then Mrs Stretton said she didn't know what they were going to do without me, it's been so hard for them without anyone to help with the cooking. Except by Christmas Eve all their parcels are shipped! So Mrs Stretton (or Mr Stretton! it's not like there's some charm on the stove that makes it work just for girls) can make their Christmas dinner and leave me out of it. They did let me go to Draco's party, but then afterward Mrs Stretton said, 'well, you see, we DID let you go to THAT party' and tried to make out that I was being unreasonable for wanting to go to Pansy's.
I wasn't sure if it would be better to stay calm and act like I was taking it for granted that they'd let me go, or if it would be better to shout and stamp my foot like the rest of them do. I decided to stick with staying calm at least for now, I could always fly into a temper at them later if I thought that would help. One thing I was certain of was that crying wouldn't do me any good, Mrs Stretton doesn't care if she makes me sad but I think she's just a little worried about making me angry.
Back at school when I first found out I was going back to the Strettons I asked Harry to send me a letter so I could act like we were best chums, and in exchange -- well anyway, Harry had the letter delivered today and I was only expecting an owl but he had a man in the Lord Protector's livery bring it by floo and hand-deliver it, he even snubbed Mrs Stretton when she tried to take it and said it was from the Lord Protector's son for Miss Sally-Anne Perks, she had to call me up from the kitchen and I was all covered in flour from kneading the bread dough, which honestly was just about perfect, it couldn't have embarrassed Mrs Stretton any more if I'd planned it out.
The letter just said 'Dear Sally-Anne, Cheers, Harry,' but I acted all mysterious about it and tucked it in my pocket so Mrs Stretton didn't read it and then I asked if the messenger could wait and I sent a letter back with him to Harry. He said he was happy to wait for a message to the Lord Protector's Son, so I borrowed paper and pen and sat down right in Mrs Stretton's study while she glared at me and I wrote a little note back to Harry and the messenger took it off to him.
Anyway Mrs Stretton just came down to the kitchen and told me that she and Mr Stretton had discussed it and it will be perfectly all right for me to go to Pansy's, I may leave after lunch by floo on the 24th and return first thing in the morning on the 26th.
Also, they're letting Jeremy 'borrow me' tomorrow so I'll get to go flying, he wants someone to throw the quaffle with even though he's not on the Ravenclaw team anymore. Which will also be wizard. I'm supposed to make sandwiches for everyone to have for lunch after breakfast is over and then I can go out until mid-afternoon when I have to come back to make supper.
And Ron I did write to your mum and she sent me a letter full of helpful advice. I couldn't get the washing-up charm to work yet but I made mashed potatoes at lunch and the mashing charm worked perfectly. At least I liked them, everyone else complained I didn't use enough butter. I don't know what they were complaining about, I thought I put in loads, at least twice what I'd have used at home. With my parents, I mean.
When I got here they didn't want to talk about it and then Mrs Stretton said she didn't know what they were going to do without me, it's been so hard for them without anyone to help with the cooking. Except by Christmas Eve all their parcels are shipped! So Mrs Stretton (or Mr Stretton! it's not like there's some charm on the stove that makes it work just for girls) can make their Christmas dinner and leave me out of it. They did let me go to Draco's party, but then afterward Mrs Stretton said, 'well, you see, we DID let you go to THAT party' and tried to make out that I was being unreasonable for wanting to go to Pansy's.
I wasn't sure if it would be better to stay calm and act like I was taking it for granted that they'd let me go, or if it would be better to shout and stamp my foot like the rest of them do. I decided to stick with staying calm at least for now, I could always fly into a temper at them later if I thought that would help. One thing I was certain of was that crying wouldn't do me any good, Mrs Stretton doesn't care if she makes me sad but I think she's just a little worried about making me angry.
Back at school when I first found out I was going back to the Strettons I asked Harry to send me a letter so I could act like we were best chums, and in exchange -- well anyway, Harry had the letter delivered today and I was only expecting an owl but he had a man in the Lord Protector's livery bring it by floo and hand-deliver it, he even snubbed Mrs Stretton when she tried to take it and said it was from the Lord Protector's son for Miss Sally-Anne Perks, she had to call me up from the kitchen and I was all covered in flour from kneading the bread dough, which honestly was just about perfect, it couldn't have embarrassed Mrs Stretton any more if I'd planned it out.
The letter just said 'Dear Sally-Anne, Cheers, Harry,' but I acted all mysterious about it and tucked it in my pocket so Mrs Stretton didn't read it and then I asked if the messenger could wait and I sent a letter back with him to Harry. He said he was happy to wait for a message to the Lord Protector's Son, so I borrowed paper and pen and sat down right in Mrs Stretton's study while she glared at me and I wrote a little note back to Harry and the messenger took it off to him.
Anyway Mrs Stretton just came down to the kitchen and told me that she and Mr Stretton had discussed it and it will be perfectly all right for me to go to Pansy's, I may leave after lunch by floo on the 24th and return first thing in the morning on the 26th.
Also, they're letting Jeremy 'borrow me' tomorrow so I'll get to go flying, he wants someone to throw the quaffle with even though he's not on the Ravenclaw team anymore. Which will also be wizard. I'm supposed to make sandwiches for everyone to have for lunch after breakfast is over and then I can go out until mid-afternoon when I have to come back to make supper.
And Ron I did write to your mum and she sent me a letter full of helpful advice. I couldn't get the washing-up charm to work yet but I made mashed potatoes at lunch and the mashing charm worked perfectly. At least I liked them, everyone else complained I didn't use enough butter. I don't know what they were complaining about, I thought I put in loads, at least twice what I'd have used at home. With my parents, I mean.