Bert Maigny

( Private to Juda Theater Director Guy Whose Last Name I Don't Know )

Fabien, Ame and Arn, and Jesper I'm coming by Wednesday to visit, if you're not busy?

( Private to Chris )

I have a date this week. I can't actually pinpoint the last actual date I went on, so should be interesting.

( Private to Fabien )

( Private to Flint )

( Private to Devin )

I don't know how to sleep anymore without Émile telling me not to leave towels on his bed once a week or so! Émile, I miss you. You know you already miss waking up with the twins standing on your chest, too.

( Private )

( Private to Devin )

( Private to Antony )

Well hell. Congratulations though, Waldgrave.

So I finished my art project, and I'm pretty sure I haven't failed anything so far. Being smart is handy sometimes, when you don't want to actually study. It came out pretty well, considering I was rushing it, and I hadn't worked in wood carving that much aside from screwing around.

Fabien helped me get a couple of shots of the outside, at least. The pieces inside didn't photograph that well.

( Spell-o-taped In )

You know, I forgot I had to find a place to live, since there's no point in staying at home this summer. And dad's gone from paying me off to stay quiet to paying me off to not come around or tell anyone he talks to that his son's a monster. Guess I should get on that this weekend.

Almost done for the year. Anyone want to make a bet on which eighth year bursts into tears of school-finishing nostalgia? Kidding. Their sixth year boyfriends will probably be the ones in tears.

So I've been pretty much living in the art rooms lately trying to finish my new final project. It's not done yet, but I think I'm almost there. I blew off studying for everything else practically. If anyone's looking for me though, that's where I'll be when I'm not in exams probably.

Em, do you have a camera somewhere I can borrow? I wanted to get a few shots of it before I turn it in. I've got one, but it's not working, I think I dropped it at some point.

And I have a hot date for the Ball, but I'm stealing a few dances from a couple of you anyway. Especially if I cover for him sneaking off with a Professor.

Right.

For the record, I knew it was in lockdown when I went out, not why. The last time we were locked down, it was because the teachers were teenagers, so I wasn't that worried. Hindsight's 20/20 and such.

And I'm not biting anyone in the poll. I'm probably going to go for whoever looks like they taste the most like candy.

The musical went pretty great, considering the last minute changes. Great job, guys.

Okay, so I appreciate everyone arguing on my behalf, but relax. If people want to buy things that will protect them, then go for it. I don't know if it actually works or they'd have already been selling stuff for it to paranoid people everywhere, but go for it.

It's probably more effective to just tell us me to stay away from you though. I'm not near anyone when I'm a wolf, and otherwise I'll keep a list of people who want me to stay away, and then fuck off from them. Okay?

And fuck all of you anyway.

Fabien, don't worry about it, okay?

( Private to Chevy )

( Private to Louvel )

( Private to Fabien, Chris & Émile )

( Private )

To whoever that third year was I snapped at, sorry. You were in the way.

Good day for Quillory. Congratulations, guys. Heal up fast, boys stuck in the hospital wing.

( Private to Chris, Roux Twins, Fabien, Devin, Antony, and Émile )

( Private )

Hey Chris - you're annoying. I've suspected for years, but it's nice to have confirmation.

Kidding. Antony is a million times more obnoxious than you are. If he swoons over Iggy ONCE MORE, I'm setting him on fire. Seriously. Iggy will kill me, but that's a price I'm willing to pay.

( Private )

Fucking hell.

Look, I know it's the name of he game and all, but if you assholes playing against my brother and his boyfriend could not MAIM him every fucking game, I'd appreciate it. Get the reservers to take potshots at me next reserve game if you want instead. I don't care.

( Private to Chris )

Ow. And damnit.

Someone better tell me I'm still pretty when I get out of here tomorrow morning.

( Private to Jason )

( Private to Fabien )

Fuck.

I hate Renoir's no visiting policy. There was so much blood.

This game is officially getting too damned violent.

( Private )

Congratulations to Waldgrave, anyway.

( Private to Fabien )

( Private to Arnaud )

( Private to Émile )

( Private to Jason )

Benefit of having a teeeeeny role in the play - lines already memorized. Now I get to waste time and doodle in rehearsals while everyone else works.

( Private to Émile )

( Private to Jason )

( Private to Fabien )

Teachers VS. students Quidditch today! You young and vital and not-old students better not go down at the hands of the old folks! Strike a blow for the sake of all our pride!