Mondays are horrid, particularly when following an equally horrid weekend.

Damn all this bloody schoolwork.

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Nevermind what all the seventh years were saying about sixth year being a breeze. If the pile of textbooks and parchments spread out on the table in front of her were any indication, it was most definitely not a breeze. ( Read more... )

Doing her best to keep her satisfied smirk to herself, Melanie quickly gathered up the homework she had been pretending to do and safely tucked her computer back into her bag before leaving the library and heading back to the Slytherin dorms ( Read more... )

I believe I've got myself a fuck date. Fantastic.

Productive day, today, I think. Very good for Monday standards.

And though I believe Daphne put it much better than I could, I do think it's about time for you whiny idiots to stop talking.

No snowball fights. Oh bugger. It might actually be an incentive for you all to start acting your age.

Well, that was quite a nice little grade adjustment we had, wasn't it? I must say, despite her being a bitch stickler about dress code, this headmistress is quite the improvement after our previous administrator ( Read more... )

Melanie was not happy.

In fact, Melanie was very unhappy. Because that morning, Melanie had woken up with a head cold. A very bad head cold. The kind that starts with a stuffy nose and doesn't stop until you feel as if your head is threatening to explode and something is attempting to rip its way out of your throat. And the fact that it really ( Read more... )

Does anyone actually know what that was they served at dinner? Or have those bloody elves finally gone off the murderous end and tried to feed us some kind of mutant cauliflower?

And to think I was actually looking forward to coming back to this hell hole. At least the food at home looks edible.

Melanie...

...really is as mean as she makes herself out to be. To most people, anyway ( Read more... )

Okay. That's it.

I need to get out of here.

( Owl to Miles )

"I'm going out!" Melanie called just as she threw her handful of Floo powder into the hurriedly-lit fire. Before anyone in her household had time to make an objection (not that she would have paid them any attention anyway), she stepped into the green flames and called out her destination ( Read more... )

I despise exams.