So many...
Just got back from DADA. Professor Lupin showed us how to defeat boggarts. I'm not sure how I should be feeling right now.
I defeated my own easily enough, although I could have gone without the comments from the Slytherin peanut gallery when it came to my fear. How was I supposed to explain to them that it's not necissarily Inferti in general that I'm afraid of, but rather the corpses of my parents raising from the grave to...
There were so many in the class who had simular fears but in different ways. So much death, so many tragic pasts. How can we all be so simular, yet be at eachother's throats all the time?
Envy got hurt pretty badly. Or at least it seemed that way. I felt helpless because I couldn't do anything which was just stupid because I knew that my help would be rejected. I'm in Gryffindor. We're supposed to be enemies with the kids in Slytherin, but to see someone scream like that....(and it wasn't because of his fear, I'll give him the credit for that, though my fellow Gryffindors will prolly be indignant that I did. It was because of what the manifestation was able to do....).
Maybe it's just some kind of engrained protective instinct or something.
Ed's boggart made me feel helpless as well, because, again, I felt that my sympathy would be rejected.
I'm not that good of friends with anyone in my class or house, which bothers me because I don't really know how to act around them. I always feel too clumbsy or stupid. My movements are too big and my voice is too loud and I'm just not...
Maybe I should get off of this self-defeating thoughts kick while I'm ahead.
I have too much to think about that I don't want to focus on right now. I think I'm going to take a walk.
PS: No matter how sympathetic I might feel towards some members of Slytherin, I will Never like Hao. The ass.
I defeated my own easily enough, although I could have gone without the comments from the Slytherin peanut gallery when it came to my fear. How was I supposed to explain to them that it's not necissarily Inferti in general that I'm afraid of, but rather the corpses of my parents raising from the grave to...
There were so many in the class who had simular fears but in different ways. So much death, so many tragic pasts. How can we all be so simular, yet be at eachother's throats all the time?
Envy got hurt pretty badly. Or at least it seemed that way. I felt helpless because I couldn't do anything which was just stupid because I knew that my help would be rejected. I'm in Gryffindor. We're supposed to be enemies with the kids in Slytherin, but to see someone scream like that....(and it wasn't because of his fear, I'll give him the credit for that, though my fellow Gryffindors will prolly be indignant that I did. It was because of what the manifestation was able to do....).
Maybe it's just some kind of engrained protective instinct or something.
Ed's boggart made me feel helpless as well, because, again, I felt that my sympathy would be rejected.
I'm not that good of friends with anyone in my class or house, which bothers me because I don't really know how to act around them. I always feel too clumbsy or stupid. My movements are too big and my voice is too loud and I'm just not...
Maybe I should get off of this self-defeating thoughts kick while I'm ahead.
I have too much to think about that I don't want to focus on right now. I think I'm going to take a walk.
PS: No matter how sympathetic I might feel towards some members of Slytherin, I will Never like Hao. The ass.