I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_sally_anne]

So. I heard from the Strettons today. Through a private message in the journals, I suppose with me gone they had to get used to reading their own journals to see orders and so on.

Apparently they got an owl from Mrs Malfoy inviting me to take part in some special program for half-blood girls. It sounds like they're going to teach us household spells? With maybe some fashion tips? I don't know exactly.

It's going to take up a bunch of my Saturdays. At least the household spells will come in useful if the Strettons make me do all the cooking again.

I asked Bundy and she got invited too. I don't know who else did.

Comments

[alt_ron]

What're they going to tell you? How to chop turnips and what colour looks best with your apron?

[alt_pansy]

I don't think Aunt Narcissa has chopped a turnip in her life, and she wouldn't be caught dead in an apron.

[alt_sally_anne]

Well, I don't think she's actually going to be running the meetings. There's some woman named Miss Catchlove who's coming later in the year.

[alt_pansy]

Oh. Well, maybe she'll be doing other things with you from time to time. She is terribly busy.

But it's still pretty funny to think of Aunt Narcissa giving advice on how to clean things.

[alt_sally_anne]

'You tell the elf it needs to be cleaned! And then you have it punish itself for letting it get dirty enough that you noticed!'

[alt_sally_anne]

I bet we use that spellbook for brides your mum sent me last winter when the Strettons had me doing all the cooking.

Or the posh version of it, anyway.