alt_justin | Entries tagged with hufflepuff

Hydra,

I say, are you free? Rachel's just given me a field assignment. I'm packing my kit but I don't want to leave and not say goodbye first.

-Effs

P.S. Spoke to ~~Macmill~~ Ernie. It didn't go well, what, but not as badly as expected.

Hydra,

Well, I should think anytime we want to spend the night in the salle, it will no longer be a problem on my end, what.

I've just had a jolly well fraught conversation with Macmillan and Smith. Macmillan was waiting for me when I got back last night and I--I didn't want to take a chance he'd tell anyone, so I modified his memory. What I didn't know was that Smith also knew I hadn't made it back for curfew. I suppose I ought to have anticipated that, what.

In any case, they cornered me a few moments ago and I told them I'd been on business for the Headmaster, which he'd specifically told me to keep quiet, which is why I took the liberty with Macmillan. He bally well didn't believe me, what, though of course had our positions been reversed, I likely would not have believed him. Then I told him and Smith both that from now on, they had best simply leave off tracking my comings or goings, and there would be no need for further unpleasantness.

Neither of them are too happy about it, what, but at least it makes life a bit easier for us.

And how was your day, love?

-J

Sue,

Are you in the Sett? I've a rather odd request, what, but I'm with Ron, Harry and Sally-Anne and we were hoping you might help us get something from Professor Grubbly-Plank.

Let me know as soon as ever you can, what, or I'll see you later in the common room.

-Justin

Good morning,

I say, I thought you both might like to know that some of the older Hufflepuff girls were giving your sister Queenie some trouble this morning. I spoke rather sharply to them, I'm afraid, but felt it better to intervene before any of them did something she might regret.

I've also let Sue Bones and Ernie Macmillan know about it, as Prefects, in case anything of the kind happens again. I doubt there's any call for more action immediately, what. I simply felt you had an interest in the matter and ought to be informed.

Cordially,

-Finch-Fletchley

Hullo,

I say, I'm all right. Madam Pomfrey's given me a compress to hold on the leg for the time being but she pronounced it a clean wound, shouldn't take her a moment to heal it.

She hasn't got a moment at present, what.

But everything seems to be settling down. I believe the threat to the castle is at an end, though I should all stay snug in your common rooms if I were you!

-Finch-Fletchley

Hullo, love,

How is Jack settling in? Does he find your dormitory familiar or has he had to adjust all over again? I expect he can't fit into the crannies where he used to hide, what.

I say, our room in Hufflepuff feels bally well empty, with Hopkins and Stebbins gone.

Tuesdays and Thursdays do rather promise to be quite difficult but tomorrow I've only Potions, so that's a blessing.

Professor Dolohov assigned loads of reading but I'm nearly done. I can read the Runes text tomorrow morning. Which means, if you'd like to meet tonight, I'd very much like to see you. In a way, I'm almost glad we only had the one brief visit, what. It was jolly hard to be with you but not allowed to be together, at the same time.

Shall we risk it?

-J

Hullo, Jones,

How are you feeling today? I say, I can imagine the last few days must have been well confusing, but today was probably particularly difficult.

It's probably worse for you that everyone else is so pleased, what? But I hope you've not been bothered by anyone seeking to celebrate in too vengeful a fashion.

Though I daresay it's a relief to be able to practise proper charms again!

-Finch-Fletchley

I say, Diggory,

I'm in the Hospital Wing where I've just brought Jones for treatment.

I'm not sure when we shall be released, or even if she shall be tonight. But I thought I'd best let you know that I'll return to the Common Room straightaway once I'm assured she'll be all right.

-Finch-Fletchley

Hullo, all,

I say, something's going on....Did any of you lot hear whether there was anything more about those first-years who were involved in the scuffle yesterday?

Because I just got back to the Hufflepuff Common Room, what, and there's a small knot of Prefects (including Diggory) looking after Chelsea Abbott.

Sally-Anne, you've not heard there's anything wrong? Abbott looks well exhausted. Ought I to ask Susan, do you think?

-Justin

I say, jolly well done, all three of you. The side are lucky to have you.

Also to the other new players, in Hufflepuff and all other Houses. I'm quite looking forward to the matches this year. Ron, I said this afternoon but again: Heartiest congratulations, old man.

Oh, Patil, as I said this afternoon, I'd be happy to take any Monday or Thursday, as needed.

So far, the year's going quite well, what? I say, there's loads of homework but that's not unexpected. I suppose the real challenge is balancing all of that with all the other activities. I'm not sure how some take on CCF, YPL, Quidditch, and being a Prefect all at once but they seem to manage it.

At any rate, now that we've settled into the routine of the week, it's not so bad. Creatures is a perfectly pleasant way to end the school week and the other lessons promise to be very engaging.

-Justin Finch-Fletchley

Hullo, all,

Sorry I didn't join you for the try-outs yesterday, what? I decided to stay in and do some homework so I'd be able to go support the Badgers today.

We're heading down just after luncheon. (Zach and Bobby are hoping to make the side; they've already gone down to get their kit together.)

Shall I see any of you there? Or have you made the same decision as mine in reverse?

-Justin

I say, Diggory, or Ernie if you're not too far yet,

Hopkins had rather a bad time of it in class today. Nothing dire but I expect he's going to need assistance getting back to the sett. And perhaps he'll not wish for supper, what? I don't think he'll need the hospital wing, just perhaps a cool cloth and a lie-down.

Also, Stebbins. Professor Dolohov held him behind. I'm sure he'll be all right, but he rather panicked when he had to cast a spell and - well, he couldn't do it at all. He was dashed upset and it was right as the bell rang, in the bargain.

I couldn't look after them both, what, and the others seem to have scattered. We're in the lavatory closest to Professor Dolohov's classroom.

-F-F

Hello,

I say, that was certainly a gruelling first day, wasn't it? And Bobby, you had the extra hour with Divination! Mondays are going to be well horrid (and Tuesday doesn't look much better, does it?). Best get used to it, I suppose.

What did you think of Professor Dolohov? I heard several others down the table asking you your opinions. I know Zach and Ernie said compared to Miss Professor Carrow he's a treat but that bally well shouldn't have taken much, what?

I've a feeling we're going to be quite challenged, if the first lesson is anything like the pace he intends to maintain. Fancy doing some revising together? Wayne and Megan as well, if they're interested. I say, Bobby, did you speak to him about obtaining books? I'd offer to let you look on in mine but that would hardly do any good, as we're seated about as far apart as one can get, what!

But if what he's said is true, at least we shan't have to hex each other in lessons. I suppose that's a blessing.

Right. Back to Professor Acton's assignment. Do let me know if you'd like to revise together.

-Justin

Hullo, All,

Well, I've had my first taste of the Hufflepuff dormitories, what? I say, it really is quite cosy, if ever so slightly cramped, with six of us. (And Summers is rather a giant, isn't he? Plus he and Smith are bally well slovenly, I must say.) But it's near the kitchens so it ought to be comfortable in the winter months. And it's closer to Slytherin's common room entrance than Ravenclaw Tower is, at any rate.

The Jugsons were pleasant enough. Mr Jugson seemed well stiff at the press conference but I think that was perhaps the reporters and cameras; he was jolly kind afterward when we were talking. Hydra's right about Mrs Jugson, though: She's well sober and not at all gracious. But I'm sure everything will be fine. At least Mr Jugson did say straight off that he had no intentions of creating any difficulties. I say, perhaps Mr Rosier spoke to him beforehand. I shouldn't wonder if he'd shared my concerns, what.

Remy and Alfie may be another matter but as Hydra says, I'm older and a good deal taller than either of them. I only hope they don't decide that two-on-one is a sporting ratio, what? (Joking, for the most part. Remy in particular knows that I've as much damning information on him as he has on me, so I rather think he can be relied upon to keep Alfie in line.)

Pansy, you're right: Susan Bones is cracking good fun. Megan Jones and Ernie MacMillan are both well nice, too. Hopkins and Stebbins are quiet but I expect that's just because none of us know one another too well yet. I say, it's no Gryffindor Tower, Ron, but on the whole I think I shall be most content.

-Justin

Hullo again,

I say, it's been quite a long couple of weeks, what, with Terry's and Sally-Anne's difficulties.

There's something I've been wanting to tell you all but we've all been preoccupied with their more pressing problems. But now that they're both able to monitor their journals again--well, I mean to say, I had best get this in before something else happens, what!

So, I'm not sure whether any of you who were there realised it but at that camp in Newcastle, while the rest of you went to see the herb garden, a camp official called my name and told me to come with him. I didn't see much choice and it certainly wasn't worth a panic, not to mention that had I looked guilty or tried to signal any of you or done anything else well odd, I'm sure he might have thought something was amiss and chosen to scrutinise me further. Hydra says she saw that I was well frightened but that it looked more or less the way anyone would do when one can't imagine why one's in trouble--sort of like the look people got in Cambridge when the Proctors told them they weren't meant to walk on the grass, what?

Well, anyway, as I said, this bloke asked me if I were Justin Finch-Fletchley and of course I bally well said that I was, and then he said that I was to come with him, so I did. And he led me into the large house they told us were their administrative offices. I was getting more and more nervous, I can tell you! But when I managed to ask him whatever could be the matter he just said, 'Don't know, do I? Someone wants to meet you,' and then grumbled a bit about being put off the schedule for the morning. He took me to a rather nice little study overlooking the lawn. Mr Rosier was there--Finnigan's guardian, what--and he invited me to sit down and then he asked had I given any thought to staying in England at the end of the year.

I say, of course I have done, what! But I tried to stay calm and listened to what he had to say about it. It was difficult to tell if he knew anything; I don't think he did, really, because at one point he tried to make it sound as if I could escape Toubon and the others by declaring right away and getting Sorted so that I'd no longer be considered a Beauxbatons student. I suppose he didn't consider that one would still have to see them in the corridors or that they are sharing Ravenclaw Tower to be much of an impediment, what?

But he didn't say anything that even remotely sounded like a threat. And he did offer tea but I said no, thank you, I was quite content, so that I wouldn't become tempted to tell him things I might not have done otherwise. I don't think it was his own idea to talk to me, though: I think that someone else at the Ministry believes it would be a coup for them to gain a defector out of the Beauxbatons delegation. They asked Mr Rosier to come because of Seamus and in his new job I suppose it's rather under his jurisdiction.

I didn't ask just then about my mother. I didn't wish to give them any reason to look into her any more than the French have done. Besides, he mentioned going into fostering so I doubt they'd want her to come to England--which jolly well suits me since I'd want her to leave France altogether, what? And go to Canada or America or somewhere it'll be much harder for them to decide they do want her hostage against my good behaviour.

Because that's the pill among the sugar, isn't it? The reason they want me to stay is to show everyone how brilliant life is here and declare myself a bally old convert to the Protectorate's way of life. So if I were to stay, I expect I'd have some responsibilities to uphold and of course, while Mr Rosier didn't say anything of the kind, it stands to reason that if I displeased the Ministry, there could be repercussions, what?

But if no one's thought already of holding her then perhaps I could say that as a condition of my remaining, I want to make sure no one in France can retaliate against her, and that I want confirmation she's been able to go somewhere else to live. I think she has an aunt in America; perhaps she can go and live with her and then she'll be safe. That would give them something they want while making sure I've got something I want without necessarily making them realise their mistake.

He said that there were a number of details we'd have to work out, such as where I'd be fostered (but he implied that it'd be with a well-to-do family, what) and I don't know about the YPL or anything, I didn't ask. He also didn't say I had to give an answer straightaway, that I should take all the time I needed, but of course, it should be decided before the end of the term.

So. I thought we should all have a think about what else I might want to ask for by way of assurances, before I give an answer. Or what else there is to think about. I've a list and it's growing longer but I know you lot will jolly well have questions I can't think of and wouldn't necessarily know to ask.

What's Hufflepuff like? I mean to say, I've barely spent any time with Smith, MacMillan, Hopkins and Stebbins. (Isn't there another one in the 4^th? Oh, Summers.) I say, we'd be rather cramped, what?

-Justin