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Muets! C'est tellement stupide!
Comment muets peuvent vous être?

Ai hhuthe hevhluythuyng!!!
os ot s'ho dofhfhuycaht t'ho nhuht boh on iudhiaht.
Ai'ehm ayskuyng fuhr thuo muyrch ai khuyw!

Ah, yes. Who would like to join me at the Three Broomsticks for the first Hogsmeade trip? If I'm feeling particularly charitable, I may pay for your drink(s).
Or if you wish to join me at Honeydukes, I'd also appreciate that.
Company is welcomed and encouraged.

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Ouch. Christ, Rose, I nearly got slapped in the face by your flailing tits.

What happened?

My breasts cannot be tamed. They will continue to not be calm. I am not responsible for any injuries caused by the tantrum in which they are having.

The usual. I don't think it's even worth explaining.

Don't make me put a binder on those tits. But then you and Dave might end up looking even more alike.

No seriously, what happened? If you're upset, it's worth explaining.

Oh, you think you can tame them, but you can't!
Thhuy whehll nhaht boh theymhud!

Oh why does it matter? it's not like little miss Rosaline Lalonde has feelings. She's just the know-it-all Slytherin who only cares about good grades and being on top.

Alright who was the asshole, I want names.

You wouldn't dare lay a finger on him anyways!

Oh it was a boy? That just makes it all the better doesn't it?

And by better I mean worse.

Why the fuck wouldn't I do that? Name. Gimme. Stop wasting time before I piss fire on the journal.

Why don't you just look back a bit?
It's not like his hypocritical, unamusing bullshit is hard to miss.

Because I honestly have no idea where the hell to start looking. You can bottle shit up for a while, Rose. For all I know this could be about something from last month.

Could you... please just tell me what's wrong?

I should have just went to Beauxbatons.
Maybe then I wouldn't be played as a fool.

No!

Ugh, I'm sorry, that was the wrong thing to say. I didn't mean to make it worse or whatever. Look, if I say something insensitive just pretend I mean the opposite. Because that's usually how it is.

Could you just tell me what the hell happened so I can go punch this guy in the dick?

This has nothing to do what you just said. Really, you'd have to say a lot to really upset me anymore.

It's really not that hard. He's already tried speaking to me just now and only seems to enjoy acting like this is merely a child's game.
It's wonderful to know that my concern is easy to trifle with for one's enjoyment.

Could you ju

[Wait. Finally the words actually hit him, and he takes a look at the other reply on Rose's entry.

Inkblots.]

oh

And you thought you were actually going to get to harm some boy whom wronged me. Jokes on you!

I

Rose.

Maybe it won't be the same as if he were a stranger, but... If he hurt you, that doesn't mean I'm just gonna let it go.

You're my daughter, too.

I'm incapable of being hurt!
This is just all a fun little joke on Rose because she can't feel.
Here's a drawing of a flying penis. Haha, isn't it funny? This is how I think of your feelings!

I know that isn't true. That isn't true at all.

But I feel like I'm missing a big part of the story here. What else did he do? Because I can't imagine a flying cock would piss you off this much unless there's more to the story.

I think you should come to my office though. This is too important to talk about like this. Will you please come over?

Of course it's true. I only care for myself and my success. That is the only reason why one should go to school.

[The most cynical. It is her.]

Are you asking as a teacher or as my father?

Which one do you think, Rose?

[Because...honestly? Is that a question that even needs to be asked?]

I wouldn't be surprised if it was the former.

[Ow.]

As your dad, Rose.

[There's a polite knock on his door a little bit later.]

[The lack of response was discouraging. He'd thought that she was ignoring him or something. With the way it was going, he wouldn't have been surprised.

But when the knock comes, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Honestly, she's the only one it could be. So he heads to the door and pulls it open, immediately stepping aside to allow her to come in.]

Hey... Thanks for coming.

[Rose, surprisingly, looks like her usual. It is near impossible to tell that she's been upset. She's very good at holding everything at arm's length. But there something with the way she holds herself and the feel like there's just a dark cloud looming over her that's unsettling.

She steps in after giving a polite curtsy.]

You asked so politely. It would be rather unbecoming of me to just outright ignore it.

[He's not quite sure what to say to that. And he doesn't know her well enough to really get a sense that she's so... off. But since he knows what's wrong, he knows that any calmness is just an act.]

You wanna sit down? Want something to drink? I'm really bad at being British, I don't have tea. I can make coffee, though. Or hot chocolate. I think I have a bag of Doritos around here if you want something to eat...

[He's... really bad at this, isn't he?]

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