Mr. Takakura sent me her reply.

She wants to see me. She still has the bonsai tree I made for her.

Seamus and Dean, I'll see you in London. Ron and Harry, once I've found a flat, you'll come visit, yeah?

My trunk is packed and locked and ready to take to the station.

Goodbye, Hogwarts.

Went to the wake at the Three Broomsticks. Lots of people there, but the gathering was quiet at first. Subdued. Just telling stories, mostly, about our absent friends, both funny and sad. Seamus sang "I'll Be Seeing You" for Remus with tears in his eyes, but his voice stayed steady and true all the way through till the end. Things seemed to be ( Read more... )

I knew I was thinking ahead when I laid in that stash of chocolate. I've gone through most of it today. (And no, Seamus, it is not that time of month.) I haven't cracked a book all day, and of course, nobody can practice for the practical stuff right now (What were they thinkingI know a lot of people are saying what they got on their journals ( Read more... )

I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I kind of wish we were taking the practical portion first, since that's what makes me most nervous, but that's not what the powers-that-be decided. (It'll be odd, too, spending the next couple days without my wand. Rather like being a Muggle, I expect. I keep reaching for it all the time, and being ( Read more... )

A stack of books I had piled up on the table beside me toppled over when I turned and jabbed it with my elbow, and they fell over onto my inkwell, which emptied itself over all my Transfiguration notes from this past year. Which might not have been so bad, because I could always use the scourgify spell, right? Except that when the ink well went ( Read more... )

People have been discussing Professor McGonagall's pronouncement that we're all to be graded on the journaling project. I've heard some grousing about it. I thought about going back and sort of adding entries, back-dating them, but then I realised that was silly. I know I haven't written very often or much, but it's no use going back and ( Read more... )

Mr. Takakura owled me to ask me if I'd made my mind up on the job. And to let me know (again, oh-so-casually) that Sara broke up with what's-his-name ( Read more... )

In a desperate attempt to get my minds of N.E.W.T.s and the rat sighting this week (ugh), I am thinking about possible job offers. Specifically, and rather to my surprise, I've had two ( Read more... )

The room was so cold and empty last night with all my roommates gone, that I just couldn't stand it, and so I got my pillow and a blanket and left. I went to the common room, and there were just a few people there late, but although the room felt too empty, that felt too crowded, even though everyone was being really quiet. I left again. I won't ( Read more... )

I'm feeling my usual spring restlessness, which I'm handling the normal way, by ripping up all my pots in the greenhouse and repotting everything. The bonsai'd venomous tentacula may not survive--doubtless to the relief of all the first and second year students who were clueless enough to get too close to the pot this past winter ( Read more... )