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I'm being justly punished for my idiocy in trying to obliviate Ron.

Knowing that Maghnus Derrick and Dominic Selwyn obliviated AND imperiused me is--well. It's interfering with my sleep, for one thing. Minerva, when I first figured it out, you said a few cryptic things to Alice that gave me the impression that at least you knew my loyalty wasn't being tested.

I know that being on the Council, you're privy to all manner of things you can't share with us. Still...can you give us any hint at all?

What is Selwyn up to? I can hardly cross examine him, and although he seems as personable as ever, I am somewhat limited in the amount of snooping I can do, given that he is my boss's boss. Nor do I want him getting any inkling that I've detected the obliviation.

Derrick makes no particular effort to conceal Selwyn's calendar, although of course, I can't be sure that all his meetings are being entered into it.

Merlin. I sound as if I'm becoming as much of a worrywort as Mum (don't tell her I said that, Charlie). But this is making me wonder what I'm missing. Is there some Council jockeying going on, and if so, what's it about?

What did they want with me? I wondered whether they were approaching me to sound me about about a Council position myself, but I can't help but think that's unlikely if they were also imperiusing me. Selwyn can order me to do about anything he pleases, given his position. So why the imperius?

Wondering and worrying about this is driving me rather spare.

(Charlie, you're on this because I always include you whenever I have something to fret about. I know you're up to your arse in ravenous baby dragons, however, and so I won't be surprised if you don't have time to reply.)

Date: 2013-05-10 01:07 pm (UTC)
alt_charlie: (tired)
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Mate, you need to stop beating yourself up over the thing with Ron. Yeah, you fucked up, you regret it, you apologized, you won't ever do it again, now stop driving yourself spare over it.

Hopefully Ron will take us up on the membership, and can see a bit more of the pressure you're under and how life isn't as black and white as he wants it to be.

And yeah. Up past my arse, really. And past my bedtime. Twenty-four hours straight of feeding the runt every twenty minutes means I'm going to sleep the next twelve hours straight, but if you want, come on up Sunday after supper and I can try to distract you.

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