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We are most definitly not happy about the return of these things. Oh well, better to spy and make fun of people I guess.

G and C
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Goyle told a first year that the Chinese he was eating at dinner last night was made up of chopped up little Chinese babies....It was pretty funny. He turned green and ran off gagging.

Crabbe

We found cake this morning. A big one. We ate it. Some little rotty first year's birthday or something. He didn't need anymore cake. He's already a little lard bucket.

Crabbe and Goyle

Oh yeah, hey, Millicent, could use your help.

Thought Crabbe had lost this. But he hadn't. He'd buried it under a pile of dirty laundry, smelly laundry. Now our journal smells like ripe sock. Putred.

Tonight the Library. A small wager? I'll bet we can get more to blubber than you Millicent. What do you think?

Goyle

BLOODY GIRLS. WE HAVE TO DRUNK THAT NASTY POTION, AND END UP AS BLOODY GIRLS.

Bah.

I don't know about you Crabbe, but this year is going to be the end I think. I am tired of this.

Vin

Ha, we beat up a first year today. You shoulda seen it cry. Wahhhh, I want my mummie, blubber, snort, snort. This year may be fun after all.

G and C

We just went to buy our books for this year and found out we had to get one of these journally things. Well, there was only one left. one that didn't have pink flowers on it anyways and so we are just going to have to share. So there!- Crabbe
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Uh, yeah. What he said. -Goyle

Vin and I spent the weekend down at the Italian Joint (name of this great italian food place). The thing that makes it the greatest is it is right next to a magic shop (Dunhexly's) and a Muggle pub. You can sit outside and hex muggles, and never get caught! Vin and I have an ongoing contest to see who comes up with the funniest hexes. I think ( Read more... )

Apparently someone thought it funny to switch our favorite Quill with an Invisa-Ink Quill. It appears that everything written since some time last fall disappeared off the page. Finally replaced the Quill when it ran out of ink, and suddenly the words stopped disappearing. We had thought that our journal was supposed to do that. If either of us ( Read more... )

I've been thinking about what we were talking about at Blaise's birthday party.

Gregory Goyle