(no subject)
I just managed to summon my diary; it took the life of me though. I feel like every movement is an agonizing muscle strain, summoning the book was exhausting. There are only about a dozen of us left here, and I still have no idea what happened to me. I feel guilty, and angry. I guess it's only fair to explain why. I feel so utterly guilty because I cannot remember any part of the attack, and those that can seem so lost and empty. I also feel guilty because of the way Slytherins have been acting towards someone of their own house. I highly recommend that every Slytherin give Adrian Pucey a heartfelt apology.
[Private to Adrian]
Adrian, I don't mean to put you out or humiliate you. I truly feel you deserve an apology from everyone.
[/Private to Adrian]
I'm am indescribably angry because of the way you have acted this year, Mr. Draco Malfoy. The way you have humiliated and degrated people who thought you a friend. You are no more a person than any Hufflepuff shirt-lifter. If you even stand to them. I am disgusted and I can willingly spit at your feet.
I have ruined my own night thinking about all of this.
*Remember Pansy Parkinson.
[Private to Adrian]
Adrian, I don't mean to put you out or humiliate you. I truly feel you deserve an apology from everyone.
[/Private to Adrian]
I'm am indescribably angry because of the way you have acted this year, Mr. Draco Malfoy. The way you have humiliated and degrated people who thought you a friend. You are no more a person than any Hufflepuff shirt-lifter. If you even stand to them. I am disgusted and I can willingly spit at your feet.
I have ruined my own night thinking about all of this.
*Remember Pansy Parkinson.