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[Apr. 1st, 2010|04:46 pm] |
[Hexed against Staff]
I'm not sure what the hell kind of joke you people think this is, but I don't find it funny.
THIS is why I hate boys. The lot of you just keep your wagging bits in your trousers or I will make you into girls. Ugly ones. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2010|03:44 pm] |
I feel weird today. I can't place my finger on it, but...I don't know. It's weird. Maybe all the flowers people have been passing around making me sick. But it's not a sick feeling
Daaaaisy, my love, I hope you found the pretties I left on your bed this morning. Happy Valentine's Day!
Torin! We need to hang out. Not today, obviously, because you and Charity are probably doing whatever it is you two do, but, like, tomorrow. Maybe. |
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[Mar. 21st, 2010|08:48 pm] |
I have officially gone stark raving mad. Two months' of work detention would have been better than House arrest.
Someone bring me some ice cream. Please. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2010|04:44 pm] |
I'm just glad to get outside for a bit. Honestly, two months? My skin will be absolutely transparent by the time I'm off restriction.
On the bright side (shock, I'm trying to be optimistic) I've been looking through a lot of really interesting books. Apparently muggles have named this adorable creature a komodo dragon. Obviously they aren't real dragons, but I think I want one. They're fairly large as far as lizards go, though, so I imagine I'll have to wait until I'm out of Hogwarts. But they are just so damn cute. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2010|03:00 pm] |
Wonderful.
[Hexed Private]
Accessible by close friends.
I suppose it could have been worse. Like Sirius. But really, the few times I actually get to leave the castle, I get saddled with Pompous #2. I suppose I could just default, but...I really need to get outside. And I wouldn't miss an opportunity like jousting for anything.
[Hexed to James Potter]
I suppose I'll see you at dinner, then. |
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[Feb. 13th, 2010|05:06 pm] |
I don't even like Quidditch, but naturally I can't go to the ONE DAMN GAME that I actually wanted to see!
Congratulations are in order. Though I'm pretty sure there will be no living with Torin for the next month. |
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[Feb. 10th, 2010|05:06 pm] |
Ik ben erg VERVELEN! Ik wou dat ik had uitgezet. Ik wil iets heel slecht ontploffen!
Okay. I feel a little better. Not really. FUCK EVERYTHING
On the bright side...I'm almost to the bottom of my "To Read" list. |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2010|08:08 pm] |
[Hexed to Dorcas Mullet]
I'm under House arrest, but I have friends in the infirmary still. Do I need an escort to go up there or will a Prefect do? |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|10:14 pm] |
[Hexed to MERC]
Rodolphus Lestrange tried to kill me. That's why he was expelled.
And by "tried to kill me" I mean, "tried to use an Unforgivable on me." Almost certain. Nevermind I came looking for trouble
We have to be extra careful. Rodolphus thinks I know something, so it's likely I've become a central target. That means all of you need to be on guard. This could be the break in information we've been waiting for.
Edit: Also, I'm grounded. I can't leave the common room for two months except for class, meals, and the library. I'll do what I can from here. At least until I find a way out.
[Hexed to Torin]
How are you feeling? |
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[Jan. 31st, 2010|02:07 pm] |
[Hexed to MERC]
Who's hurt? Everybody report in. I got hit, but Flitwick was able to patch me up.
Fuck the bugs. I'm killing every last member of Slytherin House today.
[Hexed to non-MERC Friends]
Is everyone okay? Who is in or needs to go to the Infirmary? |
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[Jan. 21st, 2010|08:44 pm] |
My "(Re)read List" has gotten longer since Christmas:
Allen Ginsberg's Howl (courtesy of Otto Bagman)
Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky and Other Poems
W. B. Yeats' Easter 1916 Collection
John Donne's Sonnets
Various Sonnets of the Elizabethan Age (above ^ courtesy of Lia Bones)
Seamus Heaney's newest book North (courtesy of Torin Leary)
JRR Tolkien's The Hobbit
Sophocles' Four Tragedies
Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Complete Sherlock Holmes
With the exception of Doyle, I should have it all read before end of term. At least, that's the goal. I have a love affair with literature.
I think today I'm going outside to read. Or something. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2010|06:09 pm] |
I never thought Hogwarts would seem so bloody dull. I enjoy school and my friends, of course, but I think I might have left a part of me in Paris. I'll have to go back sometime and see if I can't recover it.
To those of you who sent me gifts, I do appreciate it. Even if some of them were a little...unexpected.
[Hexed to MERC]
I've made the necessary pick-ups and done a little shopping. I got a couple more cards of speed, just in case, enough fireworks to kill a troll, two pair of Omnioculars, a book on concealment magic, and a couple grams of pot. Happy New Year. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2010|11:30 pm] |
[Hexed Private]
[Accessible by close friends who try to break the hex]
UGH. I ran into my father today right outside Notre Dame. Apparently he was on some kind of business trip. I have to admit I was surprised he acknowledged me. If you can call that an acknowledgement. Luckily I wasn't forced to introduce him to the Hookums. It would have been rude to present him as the man who inseminated my otherwise pristine mother.
He's starting to lose his hair. I find this more than a bit amusing. But I refuse to let him ruin my holidays. He just isn't worth it.
I wish that stuffy old bastard would just kick it already
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Notre Dame is absolutely stunning. |
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[Jan. 7th, 2010|10:52 pm] |
France! Tomorrow! Everything is packed and Reul is on his way to Gran's to be taken care of until I get back.
I doubt I'll sleep tonight.
[Hexed Private to MERC]
Keep in touch. I'll have my journal the entire time, and don't be afraid to owl me. If there's anything I can pick up that we need, I'll get it. Stay safe, all of you. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2010|12:39 pm] |
[Hexed to Amelia and Daisy]
I need your help. I really didn't want to involve you, but I don't have a lot of choice
[Hexed Private, but accessible by Torin]
Charity, Otto, Evans, a professor...It wasn't random this time. And the level of violence has risen to unthinkable heights.
I started researching dreams, sleep, and dream spells, but now that Otto's off campus I'm afraid to leave Charity alone for a moment. Between Torin and me we can watch her in shifts, but that leaves little time to finish my research. We can't afford to be sleepy or distracted in any way.
I didn't want to drag anyone else into this, but...we can't do it alone. |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|05:47 pm] |
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I am losing my calm. |
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[Dec. 25th, 2009|08:38 pm] |
The ball was so delightful that it made me almost sad to leave Hogwarts for Paris. Almost.
Okay, not at all. I'm sure that there will be some kind of ridiculous drama fallout on the journals from something trivial that happened at the dance and no one will admit that they don't actually care. I am happy to remain blissfully ignorant of it in the hopes that I can keep my shakily optimistic mood in tact.
But all in all it was fun and quite lovely. Except now I can't seem to get the glitter out of my hair.
[Hexed Private to Torin and as an afterthought Hestia]
Have either of you awakened from a dream lately and noticed anything strange? Cuts or bruises, maybe? |
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[Dec. 15th, 2009|04:47 pm] |
[Hexed Private to Torin]
Are you all right? I had the most horrid dream. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2009|11:05 pm] |
Not this shite again.
[Hexed Private to Charity and Torin]
I cleaned my room a bit ago and found my stash from the beginning of the year. I am in no sort of mood to deal with these wankers. Takers? |
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[Dec. 8th, 2009|01:12 pm] |
Oh here is my journal. I'm not sure whether I should blame Snitch for its disappearance or the mountains of seemingly-reproducing library books all over my room. No, I suppose I can't pin my inactivity on the ferret this time. I should probably get these books back to Pince before she hexes my eyebrows off. Especially the two I nicked from the Restricted Section I promise I won't be so out of touch now.
Looks like I will be scavenging for yet another outfit for this Christmas ball. I kind of like the mask idea even if it sounds awfully dangerous. Maybe I can make one. Daisy, darling, have you decided what you are wearing? I'm assuming we'll be going together. I bet you can paint a lovely mask.
Torin...how do you feel about guinea pigs? |
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