Oh Good Lord
So Professor McGonagall decided today that since I don't have an insane enough workload with classes, my head girl duties, a best friend and a boyfriend who need to be kept from fighting, and a Sirius Black who likes to get my boyfriend in trouble, I shall also be tutoring first years in my "free time."
I am very sorry to all of you if I am more of the SHOUTING ALL THE TIME sort of Lily as opposed to my occasionally sane and amiable self.
I still love you, James.
And I still love you, Marlene, but not in the way that Sirius and James would like to film.
Could you stop arguing? I don't even know what the fight is about, but if Marlene is having to publicly defend that her sexual preferences do not tend towards puffskeins or the giant squid, it needs to end now. You're giving me a migraine.
Remus--I hope you enjoyed that book of French poetry I loaned you last week.
I am going to go study, and then I have rounds with James. Marlene, Dorcas, Em--we need to have a Girl's Day Out next Hogsmeade weekend.
Love and Kisses,
Lily