Well, I'm officially seventeen now, which means all the usual birthday rules apply: no sulking or whining on my birthday, and no dual Valentine's/Birthday presents, or Valentine-themed birthday presents of any kind. Also, all third parties seen behaving rudely to me on my birthday should be promptly kneed in the ribs. It's the rules.And just so you ( Read more... )

So, Anthony. I've just talked to Someone. And Someone Else who is a Friend of Someone would like to meet you for Valentine's Related Things. So it's sort of like a blind date. But I've been told to inform you that Someone Else is very pretty, and smart, and funny, and fit. And not severely disfigured or possessing the personality of a dishrag or ( Read more... )

I hate the first week of term. My natter's been in a right strop all week because I haven't been paying much attention to it. Even stopped humming at night. It keeps trying to bite my quill in half while I'm writing this, although maybe it might just have a taste for feathers.

There have been less birds round our end of the castle lately ( Read more... )

Oi, Hufflepuffs (and Anthony Goldstein)! Parvati's invited me to some New Year's party Hermione Granger's throwing. Want to tag along?

Ten sickles says he still secretes grease. Right out the top of his scalp.

It's got to come from somewhere, hasn't it?

Mum's sent a letter regarding the holidays. Says we won't be celebrating anything this year, as there's no holiday that hasn't been "gutted of all real meaning by the commercialist masses and replaced with nothing but a twisted and convoluted husk of its former self ( Read more... )

Oh just shut your mouth. Don't talk to me.

You're just being petty. And I haven't the time for pettiness!

Three days until the big match and I can tell you, Ravenclaw doesn't stand a chance! Good work, Hufflepuffs. I'm proud of you all, and not just those of you on the team ( Read more... )

I knew it was going to be close but this is ridiculous.