1 September 1942
School today. Looking forward to it. Quidditch again. Always look forward to Quidditch.
Mulciber never did loan me those books, damn him. I always let him look at mine. We'll see if he changes his tune when he sees my newest delivery. For Christ's sake, the books I want of his aren't even porn. They're for studying. Just not on the syllabus, because Bettony would rather eat fermented shite than teach us anything offensive.
Wonder what Marvell has been up to since she was elevated. Laurie is dying to see her. He's more of a girl than she is sometimes.
Wonder if Dashwood will still have any influence over Crouch now that everyone's seen his dirty underwear. Be a pity to lose that.
Wonder if Greenwood's sister is still a whore. God, I'd hate it if she ever straightened out.
Wonder if any of the firsties will be interesting. And if Lockhart is still pretty.