Had an exhausting day. Found a new room in the castle. Found a new asshole. Found a sweet girl in danger ( Read more... )

I'm done.

I AM NOT FUCKING AMUSED.

I AM NOT FUCKING SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN.

HAVE A WONDERFUL LIFE BEING A WHORE.

FUCK OFF.

I am at a loss ( Read more... )

I have just left the Wing for the first time. Since it happened. Pomfrey has forced me to come back to the dungeons. Silly, deluded old hag seems to think I'll actually be able to sleep. She tried to slip me some Dreamless Sleep earlier today, but then I "accidentally" spilled it all over this hideous bouquet of flowers someone had sent Daphne. I' ( Read more... )

Whatever happened to a day of rest ( Read more... )

I'm back.

And apparently the Headmaster wishes for me to attend the ball. At the very least, it will enable me to skip Madame Pomfrey's.

I see that little has changed.

I'm alive.

Dumbledore was so concerned with my well-being my family's loss that he has insisted that I update this ridiculous journal at least three times this week. Apparently, as my father tells me, it is a condition of allowing me to leave the school.

I'm charmed by your compassion, Headmaster. And now I must go.

I have just received an owl from my father. He is on his way to Hogwarts. Apparently there has been a death in the family, although in his typical oh-so-thoughtful and comforting manner, he has not told me whom ( Read more... )

All girls love me.