July 22nd, 2005

Time: 09:27 pm Current Mood: pensive

Well. The last week or so has been interesting, to say the least. James (yes, I'm on a first name basis with Potter- I think) has been surprisingly well-behaved (I think he's given up pranking almost completely), has yet to ask me out, and is now Head Boy. And he is very, very not a morning person. Also, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black are seeing each other, as in romantically. I think I may be the first person they've told (well, Remus told, I don't know if Sirius even knows I know). I'm surprised; I would have never expected that of Sirius (who no longer wants to be known by his surname). But I'm happy for them. (And it's cute, in a pink fluffy bunny and sappy romance novel sort of way.) Emmeline has been acting, well, "off" is the best way I can think to put it. I haven't found a good chance to corner her, and I'm not quite sure what to say. I think the book Marianne loaned me is actually hers, though. I'll return it and ask her how her first week of school was. I think that summarizes everything important since last time I wrote.

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June 22nd, 2005

Time: 10:21 pm Current Mood: thoughtful

I received a response from Snape today. One word: appreciated. Still, it's a very nice word, especially as I wasn't expecting a reply at all. I'm not sure what I could respond to that, but maybe that was the point. I'll sleep on it.

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Time: 04:13 pm

So. I sent Severus Snape a letter the other day, apologizing for, well, you know. Actually, seeing as I only starting writing here in June, you probably don't. During school, right after our Defense O.W.L. Potter and Black starting picking on Snape (as usual). I, being the responsible prefect I am, stepped in to try to stop them. Potter was his usual self, then Snape called me a Mudblood and I lost my temper, yelled at him, yelled at Potter some more, and stomped off without having done anything. I didn't even report the incident to a teacher. I suspect I'm never going to get a response, but I tried at least. And it's not as if this is entirely my fault. Okay, new topic before I start blaming everyone else for what I did. Marianne and I are going to meet up in London on Friday, and Emmeline might come with us. It'll be a nice break from this monotony. I'm still bored, obviously. I've started amusing myself by figuring out how the objects in my room could be upgraded with magic. I've also borrowed my father's James Bond videos so I could figure how to recreate the gadgets Q makes. My father is quite perplexed, as I am not overly fond of the films as a whole. (The main character, whose name just happens to be James, manages to seduce no less than three women per film, including the villaisnesses and formerly independent and uninterested heroines. And of course the ones who worked for the bad guys and would be shot for betraying their leaders suddenly have a change of heart and start handing Bond the keys to the evil lairs. And Bond is nauseatingly perfect.)

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June 19th, 2005

Time: 10:08 pm Current Mood: bored

I'm finding I quite miss school this summer, which is quite a change from years past when I was glad to get away from Potter and the Slytherins all the stress of homework and such. With prefect duties last year, I should be even more glad to take a break, but I'm not. Part of it is that my sister has found herself a boyfriend and as such is even more insufferable than usual. She's taking quite a bit of pleasure in observing that even though I spend most of the year at "that school" with people just like me, I'm still unattached. (She leaves out the freak part because she usually does this during dinner in a pathetic imitation of concern so that she can hear Mum assure me that I'll find someone eventually.) I'm half-tempted to tell Petunia that one of Hogwarts' most popular boys has been begging me for a date for most of the year, but then Mum would ask about him and nag me to "at least give the poor boy a chance". I'm also rather bored here. Mum's put me to work in her garden, and I've done most of my homework, and I really wish the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery didn't exist so I could try out a few of the things I've read about. Mostly, though, I miss my friends. Owls don't make up for face-to-face conversation, no matter how often you send them, and my friends have been almost as negligent in that regard as I have. I should start writing to someone other than myself. Rumple's getting bored just sitting around here day and night, and there must be someone who would appreciate a letter.

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