I never thought I'd say this, but I think there might be something to divination after all. I keep thinking about Parvati's cards, and there were bits I really didn't like-because there are some things no one wants to hear, even if it makes sense-but they were probably true anyway. All the grand adventure business is all right, but what was it, ( Read more... )

Parvati, do you fancy reading here? Or is it one of those things where I really ought to be sitting there with you?

Has anybody got proper notes for Astronomy on Wednesday night? It was too dark to see what I was writing, and I can't read my own handwriting. I'm about to tear the rest of my hair out here.

Bloody tired, is what. And it's only Tuesday.

Happy birthday, Ron. I'll give you your present later. Get anything good yet?

I've been staring at this page for a long time. Longer than I normally spend staring at blank pages that are meant for essays about goblin rebellions. I began with the idea that I'd say something about quidditch, and how some fresh air and flying really can make one feel better, and put things in perspective. Only now I'm not certain distance is ( Read more... )

Oh thank God.

I'm usually quite grateful to be a girl, but never so much as right now this morning.

I can't sleep. I'm right worried that this spell is permanent and everyone will remain in different bodies.

I want to do something, help everyone. I feel so useless.

I don't mean to share this much information, but I'm certain I'm going to be ill. I woke up needing to go to the bathroom and... Well.

This is a joke. More than a joke, actually. Somebody hates me very much. Bloody hell.

I think I'm going to see Madam Pomfrey as soon as I get dressed.

I didn't forget. I just didn't want to talk about it. I don't see the point.

I mean, it's not like you need a particular day, anyway. You can go on saying things whenever you need to say them, but it doesn't make any difference, and they can't hear you anyway.

The girls in my dorm are insufferable upset about the lesson situation. I don't see ( Read more... )

Bloody stupid book. It used to stop trying to gnaw at me if I threw it against the wall, but it's started chewing on my bed linens now, so I suppose there's nothing to do but appease the stupid thing.

Next time there's an accident, Hermione, you're welcome to burn this book. Though I don't see that it matters the one that did catch fire, it's ( Read more... )