| | Current Music: | Peter Wand Theme -The Blues Wizards | | Security: | | | Subject: | She lives! | | Time: | 01:48 pm | | Current Mood: | alive |
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| Alive! At last, alive, really, truly alive! Puffery let me out of the infirmary just a bit ago so now I'm back in my own sweet dorm room... no classes, she said, no classes for another two days! It's like having my own vacation. She told me to eat lots of chocolate and relax for the next two days as long as I took some salty-tasting potion with every meal.
I can hardly remember what happened. I had dreams of very large football players kicking balls into my face, and they looked a lot like some of those players on the Blathering Yiddish team from my first year... Pilferer said I had a broken nose and got bashed on the head and that if I couldn't remember things for the next few days it would be normal. Blood loss and a head injury apparantly kept me in that hospital wing longer than I wanted. A lot longer. I hope all that studying I did for potions wasn't lost! I tried looking over my notes but I started to feel woozy... so chocolate and rest it is! I'm still sore but I'm sure with time I'll figure out what happened. Memory coming back and all that.
Pinafore told me you found me in the bathroom, Lil. Thanks a lot. Who knows how long I'd have been in there if I'd stayed unfound. I really would like to remember how it happened and why. I checked out the bathroom for clues - is it just me is one of those sinks banged up pretty bad? Myrtle told me she was very sad I hadn't died and become a ghost and joined her in bathroom haunting (with a lot more tears and bawling). I told her I wasn't sad at all. There are caddish games to play!
So here I am, lying around eating chocolate frogs and playing solitaire... someone come keep me company? | comments: 8 comments or Leave a comment   |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 04:16 pm | | Current Mood: |  cheerful |
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| All work and no play makes Alicia a bad quidditch captain, they say. It seems like every time I'm not trying to finish this mountainous load of homework I'm out on the pitch. I didn't even go to Hogsmeade! I think I need a break, even a short one. At least it would give me something to look foreward to on the weekend, a nice, relaxing break...
Anyone want to fly with m - oh wait, that's probably not 'relaxing' enough, is it? How do you lot relax when you need to take a break? I've got a prize to the person with the most relaxing idea! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 11:59 am | | Current Mood: | wierd |
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| I woke up this morning because I smelled something burning. I ran down into the common room and found one of the fourth years had lit themselves on fire trying to "help out" with the common room fire this morning and sat down in my favorite armchair without noticing. They didn't appreciate being drenched, but their lives were saved... or something? Without the house elves, my chair will never be the same.
I owled home asking Mum what cleaning spells she uses on the dishes. Oi. I'm glad I volunteered to take dishes off the table instead of wash them, but I doubt I'll be so lucky tonight.
Breakfast looked... unappetising to say the least. I feel a bit queasy thinking on it... I went into the kitchen and found some bread... that too was unappetising, but at least it's not moldy or soggy or something like that. The kitchens look so odd without house elves tramping about, I think... I've got a few things I purloined from the kitchens to ration out until we get a decent cook in place. It's not too good and I'll have to run around a bit more to keep the diet I've set out going strong. I can't let myself get careless now just because it's hard to keep to the quidditch meal plan I've been running. No one gets on the Holyhead Harpies by being careless with their eating.
So, anyone want a bit of bread? It's about three days old, I think, a bit hard, but still good. You may get in line and I'll try to slice the bread as fairly as I may. Hey, Vicky, I know you don't eat eggs, but how about a touch of toast instead? Shall I save you a slice?
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...quidditch practice will go on. Since Ron is currently out of commission, any of you who want to try for keeper in his stead may have a go at it. I know some one of you has the courage to fly with us until he's back in the game. Bring your brooms to the pitch next practice if you fancy a bit of keeping.
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...I wonder where Professor Snape is. I want to slack off on my paper, but I'm afraid that if I don't put it on the desk tomorrow he'll reappear and mark me off. Wasn't teaching Monday, wasn't teaching yesterday... what are we supposed to do, anyway, just sit in the empty classroom till it's time to move on to the next class? Maybe I'll bring a book tomorrow. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 03:52 pm | | Current Mood: | shocked |
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| ...Joe's... I can't even... how will we...
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Damn it. The sodding death eaters. Leave us the hell alone! If I get within five feet one of you bloody tattooed freaks, you'll go fucking DOWN. I will NOT stand for this. Not again.
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I can't even think about this right now. I need to fly. And work on my hexes.
Don't talk to me for a week. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 01:47 pm | | Current Mood: | cheerful |
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| ...a ball. A ball. Who the devilish pixie do I go with? I'm supposed to be promoting good behavior and be a role model to younger students following the mediation. Is this the opportune moment to take a Slytherin or someone from another house, to prove there aren't any hard feelings? I'm a blast at parties... as long as you don't expect me to dance.
Oh Luna! I thought I saw your Blibbering Humdinger! I tried to follow him down the hall but he disappeared into a hole in the wall, down by the potions classroom. I am very sorry I couldn't catch him; but at least we know he's alive! Maybe Professor Lupin knows how to safely trap a blibbering humdinger without hurting them... we should ask. Maybe we can go blibbering humdinger hunting soon!
Say, Ravenclaws; is someone missing a pair of house socks? I found a pair adorning the feet of one of the suits of armor. I think there's a Ravenclaw knight; so far, I've found a scarf on one, and a pair of socks... what next? A hat? Maybe someone should just knit that suit of armor a Ravenclaw sweater already! I think he's cold! Or she. Do suits of armor have genders? | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Subject: | WE WON! | | Time: | 08:20 pm | | Current Mood: | jubilant |
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| WE WON WE WON WE WON WE WON WE WON!!!
I could not be prouder of my team. Wow. You guys kick - oh wait, teachers read this. If I had a donkey, you guys would have kicked him to the moon. And Slytherin? You guys were on top of the game today. Wow. Talk about a good game. I am so psyched. What a game!
Luna, I saw your hat from the stands! It made my heart glow. I can't tell you how good it felt to see so many people turning out for the first game and rooting for us. I really missed seeing Professor Lupin though. He's always got something encouraging to remark after games, it seems like. Though, heh, Professor Snape tends to give me the shivers, because he's like some black hole, sucking the light out of the stands... yeah I'll shut up now.
I'm heading up a group to bring Castro and Andrew gifts while under Pomfrey's watchful eye. Someone got chocolates or flowers or something? Man. Talk about taking a punch for the team. I heard that Andrew's okay, but Castro really took a beating. Quidditch is a brutal sport. Let's coordinate some kind of present for those brave souls, don't you say?
Great game all around, though...
I really missed seeing Devon Madrid in the game. I'm glad we flew the missing man, because I certainly felt that absense... I mean, I didn't even know him well, but... yeah, you guys flew well, Slytherin. It was a good game. I'm only sorry Devon couldn't have flown in it with you all. I guess wherever he is, he enjoyed it in his own way... | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 07:13 pm | | Current Mood: |  melancholy |
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| I don't know what to think. I was supposed to fly against Slytherin this weekend. I don't want to anymore. Where's the joy in the game? I think we shouldn't start the game till we fly the Missing Man formation, all of us, for all the people we've lost... I guess I hope that in whatever place they've gone to, they're doing better than we're doing here.
I didn't really know anyone that well, but I flew against Devon, and I had talked to Ashley a few times. Now there's missing holes in our lives. It doesn't feel right to me, and I don't know what to do to make things right, if anything can be done. Maybe it can't be done.
I really hope all these aurors know what they're doing, and are going to help keep Hogwarts safe. At least there's the DA, to make sure if push comes to shove, I can help others. Maybe professor Lupin can help too... yes, I'll be sure to tell him if he needs help with the younger classes, I'll do whatever I can...
I'm so tired of sitting on my hands, wondering. It's time to do something. | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 05:28 pm | | Current Mood: |  weird |
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| I forgot all about these... things... until I saw someone with one of the com...puters near the quidditch pitch, and then I realized I'm going to fail Muggle Studies if I don't put something into this thing... I forgot to actually write something after I tried to do the typing...
Homework is a devil, and quidditch is my salvation. It almost starts to seem I've been on the field any time I'm not working or sleeping, and maybe I have been. I didn't even go to Hogsmeade last weekend, I was so busy trying to catch up with practices and plans and homework...
We've got a rather good set this year, and we will win the house cup if I have to wrestle it from the other houses with my teeth and bare hands. I'm hopeful it won't come to that, though. People shouldn't mind giving me the quidditch cup, it belongs to my team anyway. Or will, before the end.
Halloween today. Some of the students are dressing up like the muggles do. It's funny, aunt Maria always dressed up for Halloween too, so I decided to transfigure my quidditch robes like Gwenog Jones of the Holyhead Harpies. One day I'll be flying for her. I know the day is coming. I just have to graduate, then I'll be set.
Say, I've got an idea for all the quidditch players this year... who's interested in heralding the quidditch season in with a bang? There's some comment function thing, I know because I'm looking at it... yes, leave a comment, maybe I'll tell you all what I've got in mind... | | comments: 10 comments or Leave a comment |
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