I feel as though the Japanese had the right idea in making Valentine's Day strictly for girls. At least the men there get to put off this ridiculous holiday for another month.

Let's get this over with, shall we? As soon as today's over, Cupid becomes unemployed and I regain a bit of my sanity. A bit.

Granted, there are a few of you that were ever-so-lucky as to be chosen to receive gifts from me. You will find that they've already been delivered. I don't want to hear another word about it.

[Filtered to Harry]

Except you. You'll have to come get yours, I'm afraid. If you can find me, that is.

[ooc: Draco's got Harry for the week, but he would have delivered a small present each to the following: Hermione, Hisoka, Rachel, Xion, and then smaller gifts for Tsuzuki, Estelle, and Guy...and maybe Arumat, too. And if I missed anybody that should be on that limited close-circle list, I'm so sorry! Fickle muse is fickle and I can't remember off the top of my head at the moment. Everyone but Hisoka received some form of chocolate, and the latter received a new book that's reserved for hitting Tsuzuki over the head with. ♥]

I was hoping that this would wear off after a short amount of time, but it seems as though I've been mistaken. If anyone has any ideas on how to change back, they would be most appreciated.

There can't possibly be any benefits from this, can there?

[Yes, he's a bit too frazzled to even try to bully information out of people. Well, wouldn't you be too if you'd spent the last few days as your mother? This wasn't exactly what he had in mind when he said he wanted to go home.]

Hisoka. Rachel. Both of you report to me immediately.

...Potter and Granger, you as well, I suppose.

[Currently, Draco's sitting on the porch of house 25, kind of just watching the area around him. He has a piece of paper crumpled up in his fist, and it looks as though it's been crumpled a few different times. If he looks a little peeved, well, it's because he is. To distract himself however, he's going to pick up his journal and open it, looking to see if anybody will take the bait.]

All right. Hypothetically speaking, of course, let's say you were angry with someone over something that was entirely their fault. What would be the best form of revenge?

[To be fair, he's overreacting, but hey. You can't spell drama without Draco Malfoy. Plus he's a bit bored anyway.]

...at least the weather's more of an accurate representation of home. ...Merlin, is this really what I've been resorted to? Commenting on the weather? I'm a Malfoy. Malfoys should have something more interesting to talk about than the bloody weather! Ah. I suppose I could comment on my incredibly loud neighbors. I almost miss the dungeons...almost.

[And then there's a sigh, followed by a murmur that may or may not be recorded.] Damn. I've been spending far too much time with these people. Granted, I could leave if I wanted. I could leave anytime I wanted. Bugger, if Tsuzuki's right and I end up in such a situation, I'm honestly going to just dunk my head in the lake.

This isn't the time to go running scared.
Is it possible to actually join forces, or is this just another ploy I'm falling into?
...maybe my father was wrong after all.

[Filtered to Myuria]

I'm coming over.

[/End Filter]

At least the rain's letting up...

...what seems to be the most important, protecting your honor, or moving on and reconciling? Think wisely and answer carefully. I expect you to have reasonable proof to support your answer.

Charlotte, you're taking care of the egg whether you like it or not.

[ooc: strikes are entirely illegible.]