here is my arm and it waves like a flag
I need new clothes. I've taken to wearing the jumper Bellatrix got me for Christmas most of the time. Nothing looks good on me anymore. Though, I could be spending too much time fussing over it.
I am a girl. Sigh.
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One would think that when one's best mate is bleeding internally, one would bring said best mate to the Infirmary. For, oh, I don't know, real help instead of doing it oneself and not quite sure of the results.
Ant is kind of a tool sometimes. So, nothing doing, I suppose.
I'm mostly sure I did a blood replenishing spell correctly. I should tell Flitwick and get extra credit. It's only what I'd deserve, rather than a threat to be kicked and then a quick "Thanks, Reg" once I did it right.
I can only be so sardonic about this, though. After all, Ant could have died and here I would be, complaining.
And that Gryffindor. Monty? She's nice. Helpful. Seems to care about Slytherins. Very much not like a Gryffindor at all. I like her. I believe Ant does, too.
Wonder what Meda would say. Not like I'm going to tell her, she's pregnant and emotional and Ant needs to figure that out on his own. Still.
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I haven't heard from Remus lately, I miss him. I've been thinking of sending him an owl soon, but I sort of think he owes me one. Maybe he's sick again or something. Hope he's all right.
Speaking of, Rodolphus looks miserable. His cat was a victim in the mass genocide that recently took place, I can't blame him for being so upset. Maybe I should go talk to him. Just to see if he's okay.
I've been brushing up on my charms work. I tend to think I'm doing better, which is good. I'm nervous about OWLS. What if I fail? What will I do? Am I going to be held back? I can't afford that.
I might just need to study more.
To the pompous git that keeps taking my quills: Knock it off, will you? I don't leave them in the dorm for you to go picking up and using. They are not yours and I will be forced to hex you into next week if you don't realise that. (Here's looking at you, Gibbon.)