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[07 Jul 2008|11:47pm] |
( Private to Self )
I've returned to my office again, since things seem to be getting back to normal. I must say, the accommadations in the Hospital Wing need work. I hope my Headmaster self was aware of the less-than-homey atmosphere there and was making efforts to improve it.
( Gellert )
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[27 Jun 2008|01:09am] |
Just a quick note to anyone who might have been wondering: I've changed living quarters yet again. I'm staying in a bed in the hospital wing temporarily, since I'm lending my office to Gellert a friend as a favour. Frankly, I'm surprised there aren't more people staying in here, though I suppose the all-permeating feeling of sickness can be unpleasant if you let it get to you.
I think I need to spend the time here catching up on my reading.
( Private to Gellert )
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[20 Jun 2008|07:38pm] |
Okay, this is embarrassing. And also confusing.
I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to anybody I've spoken to today. I probably spent the entire time looking at you in a most peculiar manner, which was in no way your fault. But, apparently, I can see through things today. Walls, tables, paper, furniture... and also clothes. Though, thankfully, I seem to have a modicum of control over it now, so hopefully I'll be able to prevent myself from being an inadvertent Peeping Tom from here on out. Which is a relief to everybody, I'm sure.
Ariana, I do hope somebody's helped you out of the floor. I'd have come myself, but... well, I didn't feel it would be appropriate at the time.
(OOC: So, yes, Albus has x-ray vision, though he can sort of control it. Unless he gets stressed out about something. *Cough!SexyIrresistableGellert!Cough* Anybody who wants to say that they saw him earlier and accuse him of staring at their knickers, feel free! I'd love that.)
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[17 Jun 2008|09:02pm] |
It's been a very enlightening few days.
Apparently, I went on to teach Transfiguration here at Hogwarts and, now, I'm the Headmaster. Fascinating, really. I've learned most of this from the house elves, of course. I'm having a very difficult time locating any information about my early life. It's almost as though someone went out of their way to hide it, but I suppose that's just me being paranoid. I'm sure I'll come across something eventually.
But yes, in light of this knowledge about my future posting and also because nothing I say seems to deter my Gryffindor dormmates from staring at me incessantly, I've decided to move into the Headmaster's office. All of the personal effects therein appear to be mine and I'd like a chance to peruse them and see if I can make heads or tails of my own history.
Private to Aberforth, Ariana and Gellert:
Feel free to pop in anytime. I'd be more than happy to see you.
Private to Gellert:
I'm eager to test the Wand. Would you be open to a bout of friendly dueling?
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[11 Jun 2008|12:38am] |
This is interesting. The whole day has been interesting, really.
I walked out of a wardrobe a short while ago, which I feel I should mention is not something I would ordinarily do. As one would expect, I was mildly confused, but willing to put it behind me as just one of those Hogwarts things. But then I tried to get into the common room, and I couldn't. Apparently, the password I'm using is wrong, which is absurd, seeing as I'm the one who made up the new one the day before yesterday.
On another note, the portraits keep looking at me. I mean, I know they look at people going by because I suppose you don't have a whole lot else to do when you're a painting, really. But they're actually staring and it's starting to make me uncomfortable. Does anyone know what's going on?
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