RP: Hermione's Journal Entry
Title: From the Records of Hermione Granger, Part 1
Date: August 3, 1998.
Time of Day: 10:25 AM.
Characters: Hermione Granger, mentions of various others including Harry, Ron, and the other Weasleys.
Location: Her home.
Status: Reflective.
Brief Summary: Hermione scribbles away in her journal about recent events and developments.
Completion: Complete.
I don't think I've quite gotten used to all the changes yet: NEWT revision in the privacy of home (though Mum and Dad are still a bit addled, that's to be expected) - I've got to sit the exams, that's not even a question - and planning for an internship in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. That's what I want to do, I mean, to eventually garner attention for the plight of house-elves: it'll give me plenty of insight into the workings of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and I've got the feeling it's best to join up now. It's been ages, really, hasn't it, that the Ministry's been falling into corruption and disorder, and they'll be looking for new recruits to help rebuild the system. They'll also be keen on new ideas and concepts of civil liberty and equality of the species, so I expect I've got to start acting now, with letters to the new department head. For the moment, I'll at least have captured their attention, even if house-elf rights won't be an immediate concern.
I'm also really quite pleased about my revision progress - I've kept a log, of course, and I've adhered to the schedule I've made for both practical and theoretical study. It's not entirely balanced, I'm much more fussed about Arithmancy and Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts than the other subjects, but honestly, I'm not expecting as much of a challenge in the latter. I can just see Harry and Ron rolling their eyes at me for that one - and they'll do that soon enough, of course, I'm bound to chatter at them about it.
And, of course, the requisite bit about my love life: Ron and I are - well - it's quite nice, really. I don't want to jinx anything, but I will say that it feels right. We've gotten quite a bit done, he's really gotten past his, um, eating face days, and it's actually really lovely, spending so much time with him. We've all come so far since the war, and Ron's no exception. He's growing up, but (thank goodness) not entirely, and his humour is - as ever - refreshing. I don't think I'd ever laughed so much as I have recently, and when he puts his arms around me in the sunshine, the feeling is really quite incomparable. I won't say I should have been there ages ago, because I don't think either of us was ready enough before, but ... well ... I do like it. Oh, God, I'll never hear the end of it from any of them if they find this!
Right, that's enough! I'll have to visit Ron and say hello (again) to him and Harry and the rest of the Weasleys quite soon. I can't seem to stay in one place for long lately, and I'm certain Mrs Weasley would appreciate an extra hand in the kitchen.
Date: August 3, 1998.
Time of Day: 10:25 AM.
Characters: Hermione Granger, mentions of various others including Harry, Ron, and the other Weasleys.
Location: Her home.
Status: Reflective.
Brief Summary: Hermione scribbles away in her journal about recent events and developments.
Completion: Complete.
I don't think I've quite gotten used to all the changes yet: NEWT revision in the privacy of home (though Mum and Dad are still a bit addled, that's to be expected) - I've got to sit the exams, that's not even a question - and planning for an internship in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. That's what I want to do, I mean, to eventually garner attention for the plight of house-elves: it'll give me plenty of insight into the workings of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and I've got the feeling it's best to join up now. It's been ages, really, hasn't it, that the Ministry's been falling into corruption and disorder, and they'll be looking for new recruits to help rebuild the system. They'll also be keen on new ideas and concepts of civil liberty and equality of the species, so I expect I've got to start acting now, with letters to the new department head. For the moment, I'll at least have captured their attention, even if house-elf rights won't be an immediate concern.
I'm also really quite pleased about my revision progress - I've kept a log, of course, and I've adhered to the schedule I've made for both practical and theoretical study. It's not entirely balanced, I'm much more fussed about Arithmancy and Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts than the other subjects, but honestly, I'm not expecting as much of a challenge in the latter. I can just see Harry and Ron rolling their eyes at me for that one - and they'll do that soon enough, of course, I'm bound to chatter at them about it.
And, of course, the requisite bit about my love life: Ron and I are - well - it's quite nice, really. I don't want to jinx anything, but I will say that it feels right. We've gotten quite a bit done, he's really gotten past his, um, eating face days, and it's actually really lovely, spending so much time with him. We've all come so far since the war, and Ron's no exception. He's growing up, but (thank goodness) not entirely, and his humour is - as ever - refreshing. I don't think I'd ever laughed so much as I have recently, and when he puts his arms around me in the sunshine, the feeling is really quite incomparable. I won't say I should have been there ages ago, because I don't think either of us was ready enough before, but ... well ... I do like it. Oh, God, I'll never hear the end of it from any of them if they find this!
Right, that's enough! I'll have to visit Ron and say hello (again) to him and Harry and the rest of the Weasleys quite soon. I can't seem to stay in one place for long lately, and I'm certain Mrs Weasley would appreciate an extra hand in the kitchen.