Would you open your arms up to me?
We can make love not war
( And live at peace in our hearts. )
Feb. 17th, 2020
Would you open your arms up to me?
We can make love not war
( And live at peace in our hearts. )
Apr. 15th, 2010
I just lost five points for Hufflepuff, but I think it was worth it and I would do it again.
That said, I would like to encourage everyone, students and teachers alike, to go over to Theodore Nott's journal and see just why I lost the points.
And if I lose more, fine, but I don't think anyone, and certainly not a prefect, should be allowed to treat someone that way.
That said, I would like to encourage everyone, students and teachers alike, to go over to Theodore Nott's journal and see just why I lost the points.
And if I lose more, fine, but I don't think anyone, and certainly not a prefect, should be allowed to treat someone that way.
Apr. 9th, 2010
[Ernie]
So Dad said it's complicated and he's still working on it. He isn't even sure what's what right now. I guess long term spell damage like this is pretty difficult? So, um, nothing yet. But you never know, he might just need time!
[End]
[Aaron]
So. Um. How are you? Good? Daddy was... well, he was kind of really mad. But he calmed down in the end, because I was okay and because I said it was totally a one time sort of thing. Just, you know. Youthful rebellion and experimentation or whatever. So I think it's all right. Did you get in any trouble for coming home so late? Did you tell your mom about what happened? I'm sure I'm the only person in the world who would sit down and have a heart to heart about it with her parent, so I can only assume you didn't, right?
But I mean, all that aside, something was obviously wrong. Do you want to talk about it? I can listen in person or on paper, whatever's easier for you. I just worry, that's all. You weren't really yourself. I mean, neither was I, I guess, but it's you I'm worried about.
[End]
[Neville]
How are you? How was visiting your parents? Did the staff have any other suggestions or anything? And I know you said you don't want to... what was it? Shuffle your parents off on someone else, but Father and I, we didn't really know how bad it was or we would've... I don't know. Tried to help out sooner. Now that we do, well, it's family. He really meant it when he offered to take Aunt Alice and Uncle Frank too. Though I guess technically they're not my Aunt and Uncle. They're my... second cousins? And you're my third?
Oh, it doesn't matter. What matters is that it's family. And I think Dad is lonely anyway. He's not used to being alone in that house, and it's been really very hard for him since Dale died. They were very close friends.
Anyway, please at least say you'll consider it if they can't stay at St. Mungo's? Please?
Even if you don't, would you be upset if Dad started to go to visit them? I think he wrote your gran about it, but I thought I should ask you anyway.
[End]
I got a really good grade on my last potions essay, so that's good.
Oh, and I'll totally be in the stands cheering for Hufflepuff tomorrow. Let's have a nice, fun, happy, sportsmanlike game! Hopefully the weather stays nice. It was pretty beautiful today, and I would love to be able to enjoy the sunshine from the stands.
I have approximately three hours of homework/studying planned for Saturday, and five hours planned for Sunday. I'm not really too worried about my NEWTs, though. I mean, I am, of course, but I've never really been a crammer. I keep up with my homework and my studies all year long and make sure I understand everything as I'm learning it, and then by the end of the year, there's no pre-exam panic. It hasn't realy steered me wrong yet, so I figure something must be working for me.
Well, anyway. That's about all for now!
[Private]
Well, it's not like I can write about last weekend, or anything. Goodness.
[End]
So Dad said it's complicated and he's still working on it. He isn't even sure what's what right now. I guess long term spell damage like this is pretty difficult? So, um, nothing yet. But you never know, he might just need time!
[End]
[Aaron]
So. Um. How are you? Good? Daddy was... well, he was kind of really mad. But he calmed down in the end, because I was okay and because I said it was totally a one time sort of thing. Just, you know. Youthful rebellion and experimentation or whatever. So I think it's all right. Did you get in any trouble for coming home so late? Did you tell your mom about what happened? I'm sure I'm the only person in the world who would sit down and have a heart to heart about it with her parent, so I can only assume you didn't, right?
But I mean, all that aside, something was obviously wrong. Do you want to talk about it? I can listen in person or on paper, whatever's easier for you. I just worry, that's all. You weren't really yourself. I mean, neither was I, I guess, but it's you I'm worried about.
[End]
[Neville]
How are you? How was visiting your parents? Did the staff have any other suggestions or anything? And I know you said you don't want to... what was it? Shuffle your parents off on someone else, but Father and I, we didn't really know how bad it was or we would've... I don't know. Tried to help out sooner. Now that we do, well, it's family. He really meant it when he offered to take Aunt Alice and Uncle Frank too. Though I guess technically they're not my Aunt and Uncle. They're my... second cousins? And you're my third?
Oh, it doesn't matter. What matters is that it's family. And I think Dad is lonely anyway. He's not used to being alone in that house, and it's been really very hard for him since Dale died. They were very close friends.
Anyway, please at least say you'll consider it if they can't stay at St. Mungo's? Please?
Even if you don't, would you be upset if Dad started to go to visit them? I think he wrote your gran about it, but I thought I should ask you anyway.
[End]
I got a really good grade on my last potions essay, so that's good.
Oh, and I'll totally be in the stands cheering for Hufflepuff tomorrow. Let's have a nice, fun, happy, sportsmanlike game! Hopefully the weather stays nice. It was pretty beautiful today, and I would love to be able to enjoy the sunshine from the stands.
I have approximately three hours of homework/studying planned for Saturday, and five hours planned for Sunday. I'm not really too worried about my NEWTs, though. I mean, I am, of course, but I've never really been a crammer. I keep up with my homework and my studies all year long and make sure I understand everything as I'm learning it, and then by the end of the year, there's no pre-exam panic. It hasn't realy steered me wrong yet, so I figure something must be working for me.
Well, anyway. That's about all for now!
[Private]
Well, it's not like I can write about last weekend, or anything. Goodness.
[End]
Mar. 31st, 2010
[Private to Hufflepuff plus Rhona and Su Li and Neville]
So I don't know about everyone else, but I have plans to cook a feast with my father again this year. We kind of kick the house elves out and turn the kitchen into a big science experiment. In the good way, I swear. It's going to be like, totally delicious!
Anyway, if anyone doesn't have anywhere to go for Easter dinner, or if you just want to come to mine because you feel like it and I'm clearly fantastique, let me know? We've already got about eight courses planned, we just need to know what quantities we're going to be cooking.
It's a big house (manor, estate, whatever?) and we love the excuse to fill it up. It feels more empty than usual over holidays, and Christmas we usually go to France, so.
So! Um, anyone interested?
[End]
I am so excited for this weekend. I'm one of the lucky ones, I know, that I still have a home, that I have somewhere to go that I'm welcome and loved and don't have to question. I don't... maybe saying so is terrible. I think it is terrible, isn't it? I shouldn't talk about it like, maybe, because I don't want to make anyone feel worse. I mean. That wasn't the goal here. I just...
I wanted to say something hopeful. Something uplifting, maybe, and I don't think I
Well, anyway, Happy Easter everybody. And I hope everyone has somewhere to go and someone to eat with.
So I don't know about everyone else, but I have plans to cook a feast with my father again this year. We kind of kick the house elves out and turn the kitchen into a big science experiment. In the good way, I swear. It's going to be like, totally delicious!
Anyway, if anyone doesn't have anywhere to go for Easter dinner, or if you just want to come to mine because you feel like it and I'm clearly fantastique, let me know? We've already got about eight courses planned, we just need to know what quantities we're going to be cooking.
It's a big house (manor, estate, whatever?) and we love the excuse to fill it up. It feels more empty than usual over holidays, and Christmas we usually go to France, so.
So! Um, anyone interested?
[End]
I am so excited for this weekend. I'm one of the lucky ones, I know, that I still have a home, that I have somewhere to go that I'm welcome and loved and don't have to question. I don't... maybe saying so is terrible. I think it is terrible, isn't it? I shouldn't talk about it like, maybe, because I don't want to make anyone feel worse. I mean. That wasn't the goal here. I just...
I wanted to say something hopeful. Something uplifting, maybe, and I don't think I
Well, anyway, Happy Easter everybody. And I hope everyone has somewhere to go and someone to eat with.
Mar. 9th, 2010
I know things are... um, complicated! Complicated is a good word. I mean, with the events of the past year, and now the events of the last few months, and the new school rules, and all of that, and on top of it, NEWTs are practically around the corner for us seventh years.
But I don't know. It seems kind of nice to me to see people being normal. I mean, all this talk about romance and sex and things. It's kind of a nice reminder that we're teenagers and not... not soldiers or leaders or... well, anything but a bunch of kids.
Not that I know anything about it, I guess, except what my father told me. But it seems normal. I mean it seems like something that normal people think about.
Of course, I mean, I'm not trying to say I'm not normal or that I don't think about it. I guess love is more interesting to me, that's all, which is silly and romantic and not at all logical and so it's kind of outside of my comfort zone. I'm still a girl, though. I still daydream about ridiculous, flighty things that make me feel all light and floaty sometimes. That's more normal, I think, than worrying about war.
It's probably not normal that bracing for a resurgence is easier than imagining myself in loveor imagining that someone might ever love me but I guess it's all based on the scope of your experience, right?
Healer Pye, any word on that friend of yours who does surgery that maybe I can go watch and learn about? There's something I for sure for sure can get on board with!
Oh, good. I don't think any Dear Diary of mine would be complete without an exclamation point or two! Last time I wrote, it was sorely lacking in enthusiasm.
But I don't know. It seems kind of nice to me to see people being normal. I mean, all this talk about romance and sex and things. It's kind of a nice reminder that we're teenagers and not... not soldiers or leaders or... well, anything but a bunch of kids.
Not that I know anything about it, I guess, except what my father told me. But it seems normal. I mean it seems like something that normal people think about.
Of course, I mean, I'm not trying to say I'm not normal or that I don't think about it. I guess love is more interesting to me, that's all, which is silly and romantic and not at all logical and so it's kind of outside of my comfort zone. I'm still a girl, though. I still daydream about ridiculous, flighty things that make me feel all light and floaty sometimes. That's more normal, I think, than worrying about war.
It's probably not normal that bracing for a resurgence is easier than imagining myself in love
Healer Pye, any word on that friend of yours who does surgery that maybe I can go watch and learn about? There's something I for sure for sure can get on board with!
Oh, good. I don't think any Dear Diary of mine would be complete without an exclamation point or two! Last time I wrote, it was sorely lacking in enthusiasm.
Feb. 23rd, 2010
Not again. It was supposed to be over. We won.
[Private to Zach]
Please be careful. I don't want to lose anyone else, and you don't think very well when you're angry. You need to stay safe. Please please please don't let them get you.
[End]
[Private to the DA]
Okay. So. I saw talk of doing something, of not leaving it up to the Ministry. I also saw discussion of the fact that we can't do anything from here.
I think education is important. Of course I do, that's why I came back.
But if it came down to it, I know my father would open our home again, to anyone that needed it. If we had to leave school, that is, and if people didn't want to go home. I hope it doesn't come to that, but I just wanted you all to know that my house is big and safe and we made it through the war acting as a safehoue without any really bad incidents, so I know it's safe. And there are about a hundred spare bedrooms.
Okay, well, seventeen and a groundskeeper's cottage that can sleep four. You know how those old properties are.
Because I mean, school is important, but some things are more important.
Do you think it will come to that? Or maybe this is just an isolated attack?
[End]
[Private to Zach]
Please be careful. I don't want to lose anyone else, and you don't think very well when you're angry. You need to stay safe. Please please please don't let them get you.
[End]
[Private to the DA]
Okay. So. I saw talk of doing something, of not leaving it up to the Ministry. I also saw discussion of the fact that we can't do anything from here.
I think education is important. Of course I do, that's why I came back.
But if it came down to it, I know my father would open our home again, to anyone that needed it. If we had to leave school, that is, and if people didn't want to go home. I hope it doesn't come to that, but I just wanted you all to know that my house is big and safe and we made it through the war acting as a safehoue without any really bad incidents, so I know it's safe. And there are about a hundred spare bedrooms.
Okay, well, seventeen and a groundskeeper's cottage that can sleep four. You know how those old properties are.
Because I mean, school is important, but some things are more important.
Do you think it will come to that? Or maybe this is just an isolated attack?
[End]
Feb. 18th, 2010
The dance was fun, I think. I got a little bit silly, but then, I suppose so did many others so I guess I wasn't alone in my enjoyment. Sometimes it's nice to just let loose like that. And we made up a dance, and that was kind of funny. I'm glad I wore practical shoes. Even if maybe I wasn't as glamorous as some of the other girls. But it isn't as though I had a date anyway.
Oh, and congratulations Gryffindor on the match on Saturday. It was a fun match to watch!
Hmm, I feel like I'm behind the times though. That's all weekend stuff, and it's practically the end of the week already. So we'll just skip right over Sunday, and move along!
I suppose I could talk about classes. I'm actually quite enjoying muggle studies. My father knew quite a bit about muggles, because one of his best friends from childhood was muggleborn and all, but there's so much that I just find so so interesting. Medical science is just the niftiest thing. They've found so many fascinating ways to get by without magic. I wonder if I would ever be allowed to watch an operation in a real muggle hospital. Did you know that they don't have potions and spells for things like diseases or accidents or heart conditions, and so they have to cut people open and put things back how they should be by hand and then sew people back up again? It's absolutely brilliant of them, I think.
Oh, darn, lost track of time. It's late already, and I wanted to start my potions homework tonight! This book is so distracting. I guess I can leave it for a couple of days. It isn't due until next week.
Oh, and congratulations Gryffindor on the match on Saturday. It was a fun match to watch!
Hmm, I feel like I'm behind the times though. That's all weekend stuff, and it's practically the end of the week already. So we'll just skip right over Sunday, and move along!
I suppose I could talk about classes. I'm actually quite enjoying muggle studies. My father knew quite a bit about muggles, because one of his best friends from childhood was muggleborn and all, but there's so much that I just find so so interesting. Medical science is just the niftiest thing. They've found so many fascinating ways to get by without magic. I wonder if I would ever be allowed to watch an operation in a real muggle hospital. Did you know that they don't have potions and spells for things like diseases or accidents or heart conditions, and so they have to cut people open and put things back how they should be by hand and then sew people back up again? It's absolutely brilliant of them, I think.
Oh, darn, lost track of time. It's late already, and I wanted to start my potions homework tonight! This book is so distracting. I guess I can leave it for a couple of days. It isn't due until next week.