You know, this might be the first time I wish I had the ability to send a bona fide Howler.
I hope you're both quite happy with yourselves. Merlin, HOW could you be so foolish? For what? A few months of playing house?
I thought you both had better sense. You'd already managed something I thought almost impossible. You had Rodolphus Lestrange on your side, more or less. Somehow you've managed to charm or wheedle everyone who's found out about your relationship to come down in support, well, it was only a matter of time before you encountered someone who didn't find the two of you so affecting and enchanting.
Justin, do you have any idea what your mother would do to me if you'd got yourself killed?
And then to get caught and know that there was a good chance Horace was blowing the whistle, and not to tell me about it? Not to tell Alice? You do realise how idiotic that was. Yes, we'd have been cross but at least we might have been able to intercede in some way. And think of the position you put everyone else in, if you can't be bothered to worry about your own arses.
I don't know what you were thinking. Either of you.
Above all, I can't believe you'd give Bellatrix any reason to force her power over you - and that's what you've done, you know. You served up your relationship on a platter for her to cut into pieces. You can't afford another mistake and you certainly can't allow yourselves to lose control like that again.
I know you both well enough to expect you're well aware of how massively you've cocked things up. How you've damaged not only your chances to marry properly, if that's what you insist you want, but also your chances to do anything else you'd hoped for the Order, the trust we've placed in you, the responsibility, and in all honesty, the ability to be effective after this setback.
And I know you're the ones who have to live with the consequences of your thoughtless actions. Believe me, I know all about that. Truly, I'm sorry that you'll likely regret this week for a long time to come.
That doesn't alter the fact that this isn't - can't be - a game. You knew what you were doing was a potential risk but you did it anyway. We want you to be willing to undertake risk, but for worthwhile things, not self-indulgence.
Right, then.
Morgana help me for saying this, but part of me still wants to offer you the option to elope and come live at Grimmauld. But you both have to think what you'd be giving up to do it. I recommend against it, at least until you've finished school. Meanwhile ... well, it's not that we don't want you to be happy, but it can't be at the expense of everything we've built. That's too high a price.
I hope you're both quite happy with yourselves. Merlin, HOW could you be so foolish? For what? A few months of playing house?
I thought you both had better sense. You'd already managed something I thought almost impossible. You had Rodolphus Lestrange on your side, more or less. Somehow you've managed to charm or wheedle everyone who's found out about your relationship to come down in support, well, it was only a matter of time before you encountered someone who didn't find the two of you so affecting and enchanting.
Justin, do you have any idea what your mother would do to me if you'd got yourself killed?
And then to get caught and know that there was a good chance Horace was blowing the whistle, and not to tell me about it? Not to tell Alice? You do realise how idiotic that was. Yes, we'd have been cross but at least we might have been able to intercede in some way. And think of the position you put everyone else in, if you can't be bothered to worry about your own arses.
I don't know what you were thinking. Either of you.
Above all, I can't believe you'd give Bellatrix any reason to force her power over you - and that's what you've done, you know. You served up your relationship on a platter for her to cut into pieces. You can't afford another mistake and you certainly can't allow yourselves to lose control like that again.
I know you both well enough to expect you're well aware of how massively you've cocked things up. How you've damaged not only your chances to marry properly, if that's what you insist you want, but also your chances to do anything else you'd hoped for the Order, the trust we've placed in you, the responsibility, and in all honesty, the ability to be effective after this setback.
And I know you're the ones who have to live with the consequences of your thoughtless actions. Believe me, I know all about that. Truly, I'm sorry that you'll likely regret this week for a long time to come.
That doesn't alter the fact that this isn't - can't be - a game. You knew what you were doing was a potential risk but you did it anyway. We want you to be willing to undertake risk, but for worthwhile things, not self-indulgence.
Right, then.
Morgana help me for saying this, but part of me still wants to offer you the option to elope and come live at Grimmauld. But you both have to think what you'd be giving up to do it. I recommend against it, at least until you've finished school. Meanwhile ... well, it's not that we don't want you to be happy, but it can't be at the expense of everything we've built. That's too high a price.