It's been a crazy couple of days. I haven't heard from Sam since we got here, but she's been pretty insufferable lately, so it's not really unexpected. Mom keeps telling me it's just a phase, and I really hope she's right. Bratty I can handle, she's always been bratty. But the mood swings, and the emotional fits, and screaming and spending ( Read more... )

It's after dinner and there is a great din in the hall. Everybody is rushing about to finish homework assignments or meet up with friends. I am standing at my table alone. I usually eat alone, but it's a good time to study, so it's not so bad. I look around anxiously. I haven't spotted Samantha or Spike yet. Oh, God, I hope they aren't off ( Read more... )

I confess that the matter of Miss Mulder and the young vampire gentleman has nearly consumed my every waking thought. I find myself growing increasingly uneasy at the prospect of their inevitable encounters - perhaps worse is my suspicion that our headmaster places unwavering trust in both of these children. He expects nothing shall occur between ( Read more... )

I was sittin' up in my room, doin my best to be good and ignore the sleeping roomates who's pulses were just pounding in my ears and making me want to climb the walls. Don't know how they expect me to bleedin sleep at night, the way the darkness calls and my blood just boils ( Read more... )

I met the vampire kid on patrol last night. Well, not so much met, as attacked. He was talking to some Hufflepuff outside an entrance when I jumped him. Can I really be blamed for jumping a vampire who's sneaking around the school under cover of darkness? Everyone knows that sometimes demons do get as bold as to leave the forbidden forest and ( Read more... )

I'm hungry....where's nice man with food ( Read more... )

Back to the library, my second home. I talked to Madam Pince, she said I could go ahead with my study group plan, as long as we keep it down and actually study. As if there was anything else we could be doing with this work load. I really hope Harry and Ron show up this time, those boys, I'm starting to think they're avoiding me ( Read more... )

I come forward a little, into the moonlight. He did hear me. Stealth is not my forte, must work on not being so clumsy. Father says its a sign of a weak man, must not be weak. "Hello." I stammer, extending a long, pale hand to him. "I'm a fellow student, Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. I am head boy for Hufflepuff. I wanted to meet you, I've heard a ( Read more... )

I can hear someone sneaking through the hallways. It is after lights out. I should report them, it is my duty. "If students don't follow the rules, anarchy will reign.", my father often told me. But I am curious who has the stones to risk Professor Snape's wrath, so I am going to just take a little peek, no harm in that. Tall, lean boy, blond hair ( Read more... )

like a bloody war zone 'round here, everywhere I go. Some tarty magic using blonde nearly got her head torn off the other day, nobody ought to pick fights with me when I'm hungry, it's hard enough as it is not to pick off a student or two. Make me angry and we'll just see what happens. I ought to eat the bitch's cat. It'd atleast be a variety ( Read more... )