I don't know what's happening at Hogwarts. Ron and I passed a group of Slytherins on the way to Hagrids, and they began brawling amongst themselves and never even looked at us. Not that I'm complaining. I just think they've finally lost the plot, is all. I always knew they would. With any luck they'll murder each other before long.

I need to have ( Read more... )

McGonagall almost had a fit at me, today. Well, me and Dean, really. We were outside in the main courtyard on the laptop and she came storming over with a face like a sour lemon drop. Apparently we were breaking 'a thousand and then some' school rules by using muggle technology on Hogwarts grounds, but when Dean showed her how he'd typed up his ( Read more... )

Trust me, if I ever feel like announcing my sexuality to the world, Slytherin House will be the first to know. Now, drop it.

Ron, I can't find you, but if you're on Dean's laptop later in the dormitory make sure to put away your socks, mate. I think something's begun to grow on them. You should get Neville to have a look or something. He'd like that.

I think something's wrong with Remus. He isn't replying to my Owls at all and I'm getting really worried. I might ask Professor McGonagall to Owl him too, but if he wants to be alone then there's nothing anyone can really do, is there? I'm just worried about him, I guess.

We've got our DADA exam tomorrow and I'm getting nearly as wound up as Ron ( Read more... )

If he had tried to trip over Hermione, I would have left him alone. If he had tried to knock her into the wall, I would have helped her and walked on by - but when Malfoy sends a stumbling curse her way during the middle of one of Hagrid's classes when we're dealing with Kappas, half drowns her and makes Ron and I have to round up a batch of ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in my dormitory as I type this up, Ron's scoffing the chocolate frogs we bought en masse in Hogsmeade, Dean and Seamus are having a game of floating, Exploding Snap and Neville, poor bloke, is re-writing his essay on poisonous herbs for Snape since he failed to meet the standard twelve-inch roll quota on Monday.

Oh, right, err ... this ( Read more... )