I'd really like to know why there is a killer tree on the school grounds. I would also inquire about the jackalope with the vampire teeth, but I've come to the conclusion that that particularly vile creature probably came from the bowels of the Forbidden Forest and was in fact trespassing on school grounds. Either that or Granger's two front ( Read more... )

Writing on the train again, as has become habit. We arrived a little late to Kings Cross as both Pansy and I had huge amounts of luggage, plus chuckadonna to manage, and when we finally boarded the Hogwart's Express there were no empty cars left except for one way in the back, as far away from the Prefect's car as is possible, it seems. I am ( Read more... )

I started writing this on the train. Normally I would not engage in writing so soon after finally being released from school, but something about the infernal rocking of train compartments puts me in a thoughtful mood. Usually this can be easily remedied by a stroll out into the hall to see what's going on in the other compartments, to check ( Read more... )

You people are having me on, right? Because all day long I’ve caught whisper of the most unbelievably laughable rumour. It’s as if ever since the younger version of Peter Pettigrew made his brief appearance, people have been looking at the most dull-eyed, more or less inoffensive punters in order to suss out whether they too have it in them to ( Read more... )

I feel differently about some things today. I don't mean better, I mean different. Redecorating helps. I never did like that chair, really. I was never able to put my finger on why I hated that chair but yesterday I realised that I've grown too tall for it. It's a child's chair, really. When I first came to Hogwarts it was too big but at some ( Read more... )

I do not think I will give everyone the satisfaction of seeing me react in a grotesque and petulant way at Professor Binn's assignment. While I do feel that the person whom I have been paired up with is quite possibly the most tedious and uninteresting person alive, I have no doubt that actually fulfilling the assignment will be easy enough. I am ( Read more... )

I would like to inform everyone that this year's batch of pepper-up potion is completely disgusting and should be avoided at all costs; not only will your ears steam, but your tongue will turn white as well. I discovered this last week when, during Astronomy lab, Professor Sinistra took it upon herself to yank me away from my telescope and drag me ( Read more... )

This weekend was quite the toil; in addition to the mounds of revising I've had to attend to, my new role as Captain of the quidditch team has kept me extraordinarly busy. On Friday after dinner I tried out reserve players; half of the team is young and unseasoned, which is something of a concern, but I convinced Blaise to sign on as reserve ( Read more... )

The younger Slytherins enjoyed my tent so much during our time of protest, quidditch protest, that I have generously allowed them to pitch it in the common room, so that we might all have full-time access to the whirlpool, the featherbeds, and the superiour house elf service. Rolly and Pogo are always up to preparing a creme brulee or spicy ( Read more... )

People ought to learn to keep a level head in times of stress. Thank Merlin I do, elsewise I might not have remembered the tent Mother gave me for my birthday. She was tired of Pansy and I dragging all of the blankets down to the Aspir Paralia for our beachside shelter, it seems. The tent itself is top of the line, containing ten bedrooms, five ( Read more... )