Thursday March 9th, 1989

I forgot that I had a meeting with three members of the Board of Governors when I made my plans last night. Fawkes does not approve of overdrinking and has never helped me in dealing with a hangover before—something Aberforth is fully aware of—but today sang enough for me to get ready for the day and stumble over to the fireplace to request a hangover cure from Poppy. Apparently, Fawkes liked the idea of my going to the meeting at obviously less than full capacity even less than he likes overdrinking. Considering the meeting included my official first meeting with Lucius Malfoy as a member of the Board, I do not disagree with Fawkes' assessment.

Poppy was also less than amused at my use of part of her hangover stash—"like a newly turned seventeen-year-old who doesn't know any better"—but she did not have to deal with the ICW yesterday, or have to go back and try to continue dealing with that mess this afternoon.