Right. The one time I experiment wearing a dress, about five random third years pinched my arse. NEVER AGAIN, Lionel Lovegood. What did I say about wearing dresses? I don't wear them. You know why? Stuff like that happens.

You owe me, Lionel. Big time.

Hey, Caradoc? Any luck with finding new band members?

Really, this is just ridiculous. ( Lionel took me dress shopping... )

*sits, crying, in the corner of the same abandoned classroom that she and Hestia were just recently snogging in*

I can't do this anymore. I don't want to. I knew I shouldn't have made any new friends. Why did I let myself get fucking involved?

Fucking bad friend, bad sister, bad girlfriend, bad person, the whole lot.

( Brother of Mine: New Photos! )

Does everything really have to be so confusing all the time?

...That was, by far, the sexiest thing. Ever.

OH MERLIN. I MEANT SCARIEST. I MEANT SCARIEST SCARIEST SCARIEST OH SHITE.

...Well, I've just had the strangest dream I've ever encountered in my entire life.

You were great, Elean-- I MEAN, HOW ARE YOU, ELEANOR?

Oh Merlin. Ohmerlinohmerlinohmerlin. I am a terrible person.

So. Christmas at Hogwarts. I feel so... lonely.

I suppose it could be worse.

I'm feeling just a little bit empty today.

[private to Lionel]

Lionel, I have a shot of Narcissa for the latest edition of ( The Quibbler )