What the fuck is going on?

I hate Pomfrey! She won't let me leave this god-forsaken hell-hold of an infirmary! I'm bored out of my mind and Pansy's pulling the silent treatment on me again. I need...entertainment ( Read more... )

Pomfrey brought me my journal so I could update here. I'm not really sure what I want to say. Harry is here and I don't want him to go, but he should really get back to his classes. Pomfrey said I can't leave the hospital wing until I'm better. I don't want to leave. They'll come back for me. Guess this is a boring entry.

I hate Snape. I hate Dumbledore. I hate father. I hate the Death Eaters.
From the same source I have not taken I need sleep. I haven't slept decently in so long and it's killing me. My sorrow; I could not awaken They won't let me sleep. Every couple of hours I have to take another potion and I don't think I can do it anymore. My heart to joy at the ( Read more... )

I'm living in a damn broom closet! I'm so bored!

I hate you all.

Good day.

I don't hate you Harry. I love you Harry. Don't hate me Harry. Miss you Harry.

Somebody help me damnit! Harry's convulsing and screaming and I don't know what to do! Granger, Weasel, where the hell are you???

Today I'm actually in a good mood. Things are starting to look up. I only had to hex a handful of first years and that went well.

Have I gained weight? Harry made me promise I'd have one box of cookies a week instead of the six several boxes I usually have ( Read more... )

So far, I've hexed at least forty of my peers. Mind you, nothing as drastic as before because Harry got mad at me and well, told me I couldn't have any more cookies and then punished me Oh Gods yes!. I am however running out of innocent hexes. I've used the orgasm hex Abbott gave me, a zapper hex, a hex that give one massive boils that pop and ooze ( Read more... )

[occ: I went on a mental holiday. I'm back now, no worries ( Read more... )

Who ever said cookies weren't made by the gods, are bloody idiots.