March 1st, 2006 (01:03 pm)
current mood: gloomy
current song: happy birthday to me
So, today's my birthday...and so far, I've gotten two nasty notes from Hermione, telling me about snogging Krum and saying icky things about - nevermind...an owl from Fred and George with some eagerly-awaited stuff...an owl from Percy reminding me of the joys of Prefectness..and owl from Mum and Dad with some new socks, some quills, and a smushy but yummy birthday cake. And Hagrid gave me a rockcake when I went to breakfast...ugh. That's it. The sum total of all my birthday fun. Well, maybe I'll get an owl or two later from Bill and Fleur and one from Charlie...last year, Charlie sent me this cool book about famous Keepers, about a week later, so who knows, right?
Oh, and I almost forgot! McGonagall sent me a note, too -- it flew in on its own, right to my bedside -- that was wicked! Anyway, she said she wants to talk to me this afternoon...it was wrapped around an bar of Honeydukes chocolate, so I hope it's nothing bad...but weird, huh?
[private to Harry]
So, I guess you haven't had time to talk to Myrtle, huh? I think I'm gonna go tonight and give it a try. Malfoy is DEFINITELY up to something, but I'll de damned if I can figure out what, exactly...
You know about girls, right? I mean, at least about...nevermind. You know, Hermione is all different from Lavender...she's always so serious and bossy and "I'm-right-about-everything..." Dunno why we became friends with her in the first place, but sometimes she's a bit of all right - she can be cool and all..but I can't stand it...she's all talking bout Krum, who's here as a teacher for Merlin's sake, and then she's like, "yeah, let's go out," and then "well, if you mind I'm snogging Krum then never mind" and all. What the bloddy hell? I mean, if Ginny told you she was snogging Hagrid or something, would you still want to...go out with her? Not, right?? I mean, yeah, Hermione and I are just friends and all but...
I dunno. Everything's screwed up this year. I asked Fred and George if I could come work for them but then they said I "had to finish school." Hah! THEY quit sixth year! Yeah, I'm an "ickle Prefect" and all but buggar...if things don't start getting better around here soon, I'm really AM gonna leave -- nevermind about Mum! I hope you get some time off soon.
I'm gonna head to Quidditch practice now. Maybe I'll see you there - ? [/private]