#emmcline

morning;

Emmeline,

I want to die. So if I show up to brunch and it looks like I have risen from the dead, it’s because that is how I feel. Those bottomless cups were genius but so very evil.

Please have a glass of orange juice for me when I get there.

Mary

wasn’t sent;

Emmeline,

I wish you would quit your job. I hate that you work there. I don’t know why you would choose to work with the likes of Rodolphus and Theodore.

But that’s your choice, and I know it’s not my place.

Mary

excited;

Emmeline,

The wedding’s today! Can you believe our Lily is finally getting married? She’s going to look so beautiful.

So will you of course! I can’t wait to see how you look. We’re going to have such a great time. 

"While I don’t know her well, she seems capable enough. She was a good housemate, at the least - quiet, smart. I’d wager there’s quite a bit more to her than people assume.”

Mary had a crush on one of the boys in Hufflepuff in her fifth year. He distracted her in class, she wouldn’t be able to talk when he was around, and she would wake up earlier to put forth somewhat of an effort into her appearance. All of those sacrifices were fine - but when she found herself offering him her lemon cake, she knew it was not worth that and detached herself immediately.

Mary can not sing worth a lick. If she’s drunk enough she will do karaoke with her friends, but her solo is not something anyone wants to hear. Just ask Marlene - she’s had to hear her in the shower far too many times.

“Would you say you’re completely full of shit, or just 50%?”

Probity Probe. Anything that might help reveal a person’s secrets is a necessity for Severus, as he thinks everyone is untrustworthy until proven otherwise. He keeps his by his front door, that way he will know instantly if anyone trying to enter his home is concealing something.

Lemongrass. It is rather useful in potion making, (and food and drink, as far as he can tell) and makes for a light, fresh aroma.

Severus rolls his own cigarettes. He used to smoke muggle ones, when he was younger, but rolling magical ones has always been more satisfying, and his taste better. The act of smoking calms him when he gets too deep within his own head. 

He has always enjoyed art, both magical and muggle alike. His favorite artist is actually Leonardo Da Vinci, but his favorite painting is Monet’s Poplars. He is impressed by the ability the man had to capture movement and emotion without being able to bring his paintings to life.