| Note sent to Dexter, care of the MLE, tied to the toe of a bat |
[Oct. 8th, 2011|10:08 pm] |
My love,
The gift you purchased to commemorate our Diefer's public dance debut - My First Megalithic Bronze Age Monument - arrived earlier today (Hagrid helped Diefer put it together), and our darling boy has finally fallen asleep, curled up in its shadow, but oh my dear, you would weep, as I have done, to see the silver tears that still glisten on his downy cheeks.
My dear, I do share your indignation about the ill-conceived dance review, but... arrested for creating a public disturbance outside the Daily Prophet offices? And Harry had to arrange for your release? You are such a protective father! Such a passionate man! But...perhaps just a bit more restraint, my dear...for me?
I eagerly await your return.
All my love, dear one.
Your Sybill |
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| Owl Post: Dexter |
[Oct. 8th, 2010|07:39 am] |
Dexter, darling-
You are reading this note, aren't you my love? Well, of course you are; it isn't as if you've been transformed into…something. Only…when I woke up this morning, you were absent from our bed and in your place was a rather beautiful lavender wool scarf, and it was…touching me in such a wonderfully seductive manner that I thought, for one mad moment, that the scarf might be you!
Oh, my Dexter…indulge a foolish and loving wife.
Tell me you haven't turned into a scarf!
Eternally yours,
Sybill |
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| Notes on a scrap of parchment by an old Self-Activating Transcription Quill |
[Apr. 1st, 2010|08:07 pm] |
Honestly, I don't know how I'm supposed to be expected to perform my duties when...
(sound of muffled chuckling)
My duties, I say! And you can just hold your non-existent tongue...mirrors can be replaced, regardless of their magical provenance!
(sound of rather flat muttering)
Yes, I should think you would be sorry, given that you have little else to do with your days apart from reflecting the comings and goings in this very office. How it's possible that you somehow failed to notice the disappearance of three Crystal Balls, fifteen decks of Tarot Cards, and my very special potion is...
(sound of snickering)
It is a potion, I tell you! One with a juniper berry base, infused with cucumber and rose petals. and which just happens to work best when stored in a bottle labeled "Hendrick's."
(sound of even more snickering)
And don't even think of casting aspersions on little Diefer. I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for his presence in this room earlier today. |
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| Dexter! [Message written in mist formed from transfigured tea leaves] |
[Oct. 8th, 2009|02:42 pm] |
Darling? If by any chance you actually receive this message, could you possibly - after you fetch Diefer from his playgroup, of course - jete round to Hogwarts and see if you can manage to, well...pick a lock, as the Muggles say.
What seems to have happened...actually it's rather amusing, if one looks at it in the right way. You might even laugh! I admit I haven't laughed yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time. Anyway, what's happened is that even though I'm not currently on active teaching duty, I thought I'd be able to slip into the Divination office without being seen, just for a moment, except that my blasted Disillusionment Charm must be a bit weak because somebody - one of the minions of that beastly Umbridge, no doubt - seems to have used a rather powerful shrinking spell on me, deposited me in one of my souvenir porcelain tea caddies, and locked me in with an old iron padlock. I'm not at all certain why I wasn't able to foretell this occurrence (rather embarrassing, to be honest), but there you are. Or rather, here I am.
Much love...your Sybill |
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| Note sent to Dexter via a Red Kite |
[Apr. 1st, 2009|06:58 am] |
(Letterhead notepaper reading BBC TWO, Wales, Astral Plane Weekly: When You Need Tomorrow's News Today)
My darling Dexter,
I have just arrived at the studio (...I have three guests from the Beyond scheduled for today's programme; it's all terribly exciting!)
Diefer promised faithfully to see to it that Delanne and Delene are made presentable before allowing them to attend the picnic. Your uncle has, as arranged, taken Desiree and Desmond with him for the morning, although I do wish he'd let me know what he intended to do with them. Sometimes I fear that his notion of "something nice" is not precisely the same as my own.
Do try to pop back for a bit this afternoon, if you get a moment. If not, though, I look forward to hearing all about your day, particularly whether the Muggle dancers are able to leap precisely in the manner you've planned for the second act. (If they run into any difficulties, remember to contact St. Mungo's first and then the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad)
As always, my love is yours, now and forever...
Your Sybill |
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| Rolled up note carried gently in the mouth of an especially accommodating castle rat. |
[Oct. 8th, 2008|10:21 am] |
Dexter darling, do you think when you have a moment, you could be a love and ask Diefer if he has Mummy's wand? He only giggles when I ask.
He does seem to like gnawing on it (perhaps the wood still tastes a bit of apple?) now that he's finally teething, of course, and you know I do so like to encourage our son in whatever hobbies he seems inclined to adopt, only...I've got to teach this evening, and it's rather difficult to contact the world beyond without a wand. |
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| Message scratched on "My First Little Roll of Parchment" by "My First Little Quick-Quotes-Quill" |
[Apr. 1st, 2008|10:48 pm] |
Mummy? Daddy? Where are my mummy and daddy?
Where's my mummy!
*sound of sniffling*
Where's my...oh, look! A pretty spider!
*sound of giggling* |
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| Owl Post: Draco Malfoy |
[Feb. 2nd, 2008|03:37 pm] |
Draco, my dear,
I realise you have never been the strongest proponent of the art of Divination, but I have had such a vision today! To be honest, I was not certain I believed the signs at first, but my contacts on the Astral Plane sounded so very sincere and...oh heavens, wait a moment, my dear boy. Diefer is clamping down on my...Diefer, darling. Let Mummy loose, dear.
Ah, much better.
Draco, you must contact Nirodh Telugu, a Healer in London. It is of the utmost importance that you make an appointment to see him as soon as possible.
As soon as possible!
yours in urgency, Sybill |
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| Floo Call: All Hogwarts Staff |
[Oct. 20th, 2007|01:37 pm] |
Hello?
Is anybody about?
I seem to have done something rather foolish. Uncharacteristic, I know, but still, I'm sure I can be forgiven for mistaking today for Friday. I was rather surprised that the classroom was empty when I arrived and then, well, the door seems to be stuck somehow.
I don't like to be a nuisance, but I'm afraid the baby is finally ready and I can't seem to contact the midwife and Horace isn't answering and...
...Poppy? Anybody? |
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| Telepathic Call from Unborn Child to Dexter |
[Oct. 20th, 2007|01:32 pm] |
Right.
Father? Perhaps you might want to come back from London now. Only...I believe I'm ready to be born and Mum's in a bit of a state. |
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