Pansy Parkinson (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pugnacity_) wrote, |
My head is just [...] I don't need this shit right now. I have exams, exams I can't wait to sit because I can focus on something I actually want. And I hate exams. Oberon hasn't said much to me about it, but he's obviously going to be an arse. As you said, that boy needs medical help not a wife.
They have it all figured out, too. My first child will be a Lestrange, the second a Parkinson, the third a Lestrange...and so on. Like my uterus is some fucking -- whatever. I don't even want children. My mother is positively giddy -- I swear if she even thinks the word 'scrapbook' I'll kill her myself.
I don't know. Adrian's going to flip out. He's going to say something and piss them off. He's right to say something, of course, but they're all fucking snakes -- well, except Cygnus maybe.