Well... end of term is right around the bloody corner. And I have no idea what lies ahead for me. I don't even want to think about what I'm going to do this summer ( Read more... )

Had a bit of a nap this afternoon out on the grounds by the lake, seeing as there was nothing else to do and it's beautiful outside. I fell asleep, and some twenty minutes later, I woke up again.

Only, it mustn't have been twenty minutes later, because it was cold out and dark when I opened my eyes. Took me a moment to get my bearings, especially ( Read more... )

One of our garden cats had kittens.

There are three of them: one grey and two black and white calico. The grey is a male, and the calicos are female. In fact, they sort of look like twins.

As useful as garden cats are for keeping gnomes in check, we've already got a bloody menagerie at the house, what with all the chickens and the like, so we can't ( Read more... )

This all feels so silly, but I've sent an owl laden with packages to Malfoy. Is it proper to call him Draco now that I see him as human? I don't think so. Mum was absolutly crushed over his situation, which is odd, because she bloody hated his parents. Dad's even said some kind words about him, and everyone knows how the Weasley's and the Malfoy's ( Read more... )

Ugh. This weekend home trip was a streak of madness ( Read more... )

I never thought I'd say this, but I really feel awful for Malfoy. It's bad enough for me to see my mum freaking out at Fred or George or someone, but for him to see his mum like that... bloody hell. I don't care how terribly smug or rude or awful you are, you've got to love your mum. It must really tear him up to see her like that.

I even feel ( Read more... )

Thank Merlin that I'm not deathly ill, but please stop asking me if I'm alright. What's done is done, and I'm ready to just forget that anything bad happened at all. EVER.

Mum owls me practically every day, and its really bloody annoying. The people who sit near me at breakfast think I have an annoying secret admirer. Somewhat like Susie does. ( Read more... )

Alright everyone, you may cease your worrying. I'm out of the hospital wing. Madam Pomphrey assures me that, although I still feel like a bloody spike is shoved through my head, I'll be fine in a few days time. She gave me some sort of potion that fizzles and spits, and told me to take it every four hours for the next couple of days. That should ( Read more... )

Alright, I'm really ill this time. Before it was just sniffles and that nonsense, but now I'm really terribly sick. Madam Pomfrey shouted at me (yes, full on shouting) because I didn't go to see her sooner. She told me to get some things from my dormitory and then come back to the hospital wing. I'll be there at least a week, as she doesn't know ( Read more... )

Mum sent an email to me. It was terrifying to open up the email thingy, and there to be a message from mum. I got the dread I get when she sends a Howler ( Read more... )