Today has been mercifully N.E.W.T. and O.W.L. free, which has meant that everyone spent the day either lying around and doing nothing or running amok and doing everything. I wish that the seventh years would stop using dungbombs and magic fireworks in the corridors. It's still a rule, and Filch has had it out with me several times today because I ( Read more... )

Horsies.

Last night I dreamt not only that I had a sword, but that I ripped a giant gash into Morgan Mullarkey's chest with it. It was Hanukkah and I was at home, and my dad gave me a new sword for Hanukkah. I have never owned a sword in my life, but I remember very clearly that it was a new sword. I think I collected them. I started waving it around, ( Read more... )

I'm afraid of rats. I suppose I should just confess to that. It's girly and stupid, but I'm afraid of rats. So when I saw a rat running down the corridor with a wand in its mouth the other night, I started yelling because it was a rat, not because I thought it was Peter Pettigrew. That part didn't occur to me until I'd already jumped onto a ( Read more... )

This week has been . . . strange, to say the least.

My Easter was okay. Jayna came home too, and we went to Hay-on-Wye with our parents. We haven't gone as an entire family since we lived in Hereford when I was smaller, or at least I can't remember doing it. It's usually just Dad and me. I bought a copy of The Sword of Mild Indignance in Welsh ( Read more... )

Well, this excursion has turned out pretty nicely, actually. Last night a few of us went and slept out of doors, and it was just warm enough that we weren't freezing ourselves to death. It was all very cosy: marshmallows and sleeping bags and pumpkin pasties. I love sleeping bags and camping out and things like that. Morgan is always fun to ( Read more... )

I had a dream about someone the other night, and the dream lingered with me for several days like it was true. I had this urge to stalk the person all over the place, before I realised that would probably be in bad form. Have you ever had a dream about someone and then been ridiculously drawn to them? I'm sure this isn't just me, but it makes it ( Read more... )

I was partnered with Theodore Nott in Herbology yesterday, which turned out to be a better experience than I imagined. I was under the impression that he was some sort of womaniser, after the way some people seemed so interested in him during Love Your Neighbour Week, but he was actually very witty and likable. He talked to me about Acciohead for ( Read more... )

The week is over, and now I've got my note back it feels strange. Not because I was, you know, so used to not having it, as I didn't really think about it one way or the other, but because I feel weird looking at it knowing it's so important to me ( Read more... )

I tried to take a picture of the portrait I did of Draco Malfoy for the North Wing, but this camera I bought is terrible. I expected it to be, since it was only a galleon, but I didn't expect it was going to be that bad. So I had to wait in queue for the scanners instead.

( I call it 'Enraged.' )