It's not that I don't appreciate getting a Valentine's Day card. Really. Only why did my 'secret admirer' have to be so creepy? I mean, yeah, a red rose on a black background is mysterious but it also hints of psychotic murderer, particularly when the greeting within includes things like "I've been watching you." I am unsure whether to be flattered ( Read more... )

The next person who tells me to chill out is going to grow antlers. And I don't mean out of their head.

( Private )

There has to be a rational explantion for this.

Private:
Why am I scared to look anybody in the eye? I don't feel embarrassed to be seen particularly, like most people seem to, just..... oh. Oh my. DON'T LOOK AT ANYONE. DON'T THINK ABOUT ANYONE. NO, ESPECIALLY NOT NAKED. Oh, sweet Rowena. Is this how boys feel? How ever do they concentrate on

Please, someone tell me there's a way to get rid of this stuff that doesn't involve kissing. I've spent most of the day evading 'helpful' boys but there's only so long I'm going to be able to keep that up, not least because Cho is a bit little to hide behind. There must be a counter-curse, right?

Best of luck, Ravenclaw. I'll be out in the stands, cheering you on as usual.

( Cho )

I can't believe how much work five NEWTs is. People doing six are insane. No I'm not going to say anything about the Quidditch. People have been talking about it non-stop. Yes, it was really harsh of Umbridge to ban them, but they shouldn't be hitting anybody really, should they. I barely have time for any extra-curricular activities except illegal ( Read more... )

I know it's well-disguised and everything, but carrying this galleon thing makes me nervous, especially when it goes warm. I was walking past Professor Umbridge in the corridor when the serial numbers changed last time and it didn't half make me jump. I yelped slightly and she gave me a quizzical look. I can hardly meet her eyes these days. Not ( Read more... )

( Private )

Another owl this morning, quite a funny one though. My dad, Mr I-don't-need-to-pass-my-exams-I'm-going-to-be-an-international-rock-star, deemed it necessary to contact me again, exhorting me to behave myself at school. I can only presume my mum has been on his back, although why she has the idea I might not be behaving myself, I do not know. ( Read more... )

I would not be surprised if my next letter from my mum announced her formal engagement to Professor Umbridge. At least she's happier about me being at Hogwarts now, with a Ministry-approved High Inquisitor, so that's something ( Read more... )