Post by Fate on Oct 22, 2011 18:27:57 GMT -8
Title: Helpful Hagatha (VI)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 338
Summary: Helpful Hagatha, the sometimes helpful sometimes not witch of Witch Weekly!
Dear Helpful Hagatha,
I don't know what to do, I'm nearly at my wits end. My seven children and my husband are going to put me in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. My eldest sons are at least out of the house, though I wish one would dress more sensibly and get a hair cut and the other would have picked a profession that involves less fire breathing creatures. My third son is nearly perfect though I am starting to have doubts if he'll ever bring home a nice girl and give me grandchildren. My twins I could paper all the walls in our house (which by the way is in needs repairing) with the letters Hogwarts has sent me detailing their hijinxs. They take nothing seriously and waste their time on outrageous experiments that I'm worried will get them brought up by the Improper Use of Magic Office! My youngest son I'm afraid will follow in hsi brother's foot steps, he does seem to have a knack for danger and has already stolen a car! My only daughter, thank heavens, has so far managed to stay out of trouble but I'm worried it's only a matter of time with the role models she's had! My husband is little help always tinkering around in his shed with his muggle contraptions, collecting plugs and batteries and the like, sometimes I wonder if he's gone utterly mad. On top of everything else my entire house is a constant mess with five children and a husband, there is a perpetual smell permeating from the attic because of the ghoul, and my garden is over run with gnomes! I love my family dearly of course but I'm a at a loss of what to do. Please help me Hagatha!
- At the End of my Wits
Dear At the End of my Wits
Try roasting some cinnamon sticks in the oven to fill your house with a warm delicious scent. For the rest use Fire Whiskey.
- Helpful Hagatha
Rating: PG
Word Count: 338
Summary: Helpful Hagatha, the sometimes helpful sometimes not witch of Witch Weekly!
Dear Helpful Hagatha,
I don't know what to do, I'm nearly at my wits end. My seven children and my husband are going to put me in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. My eldest sons are at least out of the house, though I wish one would dress more sensibly and get a hair cut and the other would have picked a profession that involves less fire breathing creatures. My third son is nearly perfect though I am starting to have doubts if he'll ever bring home a nice girl and give me grandchildren. My twins I could paper all the walls in our house (which by the way is in needs repairing) with the letters Hogwarts has sent me detailing their hijinxs. They take nothing seriously and waste their time on outrageous experiments that I'm worried will get them brought up by the Improper Use of Magic Office! My youngest son I'm afraid will follow in hsi brother's foot steps, he does seem to have a knack for danger and has already stolen a car! My only daughter, thank heavens, has so far managed to stay out of trouble but I'm worried it's only a matter of time with the role models she's had! My husband is little help always tinkering around in his shed with his muggle contraptions, collecting plugs and batteries and the like, sometimes I wonder if he's gone utterly mad. On top of everything else my entire house is a constant mess with five children and a husband, there is a perpetual smell permeating from the attic because of the ghoul, and my garden is over run with gnomes! I love my family dearly of course but I'm a at a loss of what to do. Please help me Hagatha!
- At the End of my Wits
Dear At the End of my Wits
Try roasting some cinnamon sticks in the oven to fill your house with a warm delicious scent. For the rest use Fire Whiskey.
- Helpful Hagatha