I have not a bloody person to talk to these days. It is quite maddening, so I sit here in the common room well past midnight throwing papers over one of the couches.
[Private: unlockable by no one] I still have to decide what I am going to do with this ring. Do I keep it or send it home. I should really talk to Bellatrix, but how do I do that after all we said. [/private]
Perhaps I can talk to one of the other prefects and see if they need someone to fill in for them... No wait a minute I would never do a think like that. What is wrong with me. First I was being semi-civil to Sirius and now I was thinking of helping someone else. I do think the world is coming to an end. Someone needs to save me from this dreaded fate I am sucking myself into.