Post by Gianna Regina Galbreth on Jul 27, 2020 5:34:29 GMT
Dear Diary:
I started my new job at F&B today. The first thing they had me do was dust off the bookshelves. You don't realize just how big this place is until you have to clean off endless shelves of different size books; it took me half the morning to do until I finally realized that yes, I can use my wand to make my job slightly less painful. The other shopkeeper, though--I swear I heard him laughing at me the whole time I was dusting. Honestly, I'd love to go back in time to see what his first day was like, and then confront him with that. We'd see who had the last laugh then.
I'm not sure what's wrong with me lately. I haven't been thinking clearly. The only thing I can really concentrate on is the fact that my dear brother Jameson is now an Auror. How he ever pulled out enough smarts from that pea-sized brain of his to actually make it through the training is way beyond my comprehension. He couldn't even string two sentences together without laughing his fool head off when we were at Hogwarts. Idiot. And he thinks he's going to rid the world of all of these Muggle murderers. Sorry, Jamie. Not going to happen. At least not if I have anything to say about it.
Mum and Dad would have kittens if they knew what I've been doing lately, but I don't care. After everything he put me through at school, Jameson deserves my wrath. And if I can't join as a full Death Eater, then by Merlin, I can sure help them out in any way I can. Let's see you deal, big brother.
I started my new job at F&B today. The first thing they had me do was dust off the bookshelves. You don't realize just how big this place is until you have to clean off endless shelves of different size books; it took me half the morning to do until I finally realized that yes, I can use my wand to make my job slightly less painful. The other shopkeeper, though--I swear I heard him laughing at me the whole time I was dusting. Honestly, I'd love to go back in time to see what his first day was like, and then confront him with that. We'd see who had the last laugh then.
I'm not sure what's wrong with me lately. I haven't been thinking clearly. The only thing I can really concentrate on is the fact that my dear brother Jameson is now an Auror. How he ever pulled out enough smarts from that pea-sized brain of his to actually make it through the training is way beyond my comprehension. He couldn't even string two sentences together without laughing his fool head off when we were at Hogwarts. Idiot. And he thinks he's going to rid the world of all of these Muggle murderers. Sorry, Jamie. Not going to happen. At least not if I have anything to say about it.
Mum and Dad would have kittens if they knew what I've been doing lately, but I don't care. After everything he put me through at school, Jameson deserves my wrath. And if I can't join as a full Death Eater, then by Merlin, I can sure help them out in any way I can. Let's see you deal, big brother.
