I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow

Shame about the weather. I'm going to heat water and make thermos for anyone who wants one.

Private to Seamus:

You did alright. I might finally admit that you're related to me. Want me to give that stupid bit of blonde fluff a knuckle sandwich for you?

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Obviously whoever had the notebook wasn't a fan of my work, as he or she stopped putting up the scraps of journal pretty soon after I started hexing my sketches over them. Oh well.

You people who didn't go to the job shadowing thing are missing out. But if I like you, I might be moved into doing a good deed and picking up anything from Diagon Alley you need. You'll have to pay me back eventually though.

Private to Amber Lyons:

Did we need to plan something for our Muggle Squib Stebbins?

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Aaaaand on another note, as amusing as they are if I see any more of those around, I'm going to start pasting sketches over them. Any requests? Nothing above a PG rating, kiddies. Get your anatomy lessons elsewhere.

Shiny and happy people can even add glitter to them. Go wild.

Unless you're claiming graffiti is another form of art.

Private:

In progress


• Homophobic behavior towards students, as seen here, here, and here.
  
• Other bigoted behaviour, such as insulting people based on bloodlines, as seen here.
  
• Swearing, often used abusively towards other students, as seen here.
  
• Insulting journal entries which more often than not aggravate existing problems, as seen here, here, here and here.
  
  end private
  
  Private to E. McLaggen and Malfoy
  
  I'm collating evidence against a certain Hufflepuff prefect. Want in?
  
  end private

Don't plan on getting sick. The Sneezing Sickness wouldn't dare.

Are we supposed to be organizing study groups for the missed classes? I can take a few of the younger kids so long as no one is sneezing.

Some advice. If you are showing Shrinking Sickeness symptoms - or any other type of illness, since they're more frequent than excessive PDA this time of the year - don't be a dumbarse moron and do the following:

• Don't skip on your orange juice just because you're a wizard. Orange juice is your friend. It has many helpful things in it to help you fight off this stuff. And more importantly not pass it on to other people. However our bodies can only take so much Vitamin C at the same time, so you can't have three glasses at breakfast and think you're done for the day. It will all get flushed down the toilet. If you have large Vitamin C pills, snap them in half and space out when you take them.
  
• Get plenty of rest. Easier said than done here, I know.
  
• Sneezing into your hand is passe, unless you cover it with a tissue first. Sneezing into your elbow stops the germs from spreading the same way, and you're not using your elbow to open doors. And therefore contaminating the rest of us.
  
• Don't share food. That's just daft. If you're, like, sharing chocolate cake out, make sure you wash your hands before you cut and pass out the slices.
  
• Your hands not only need to be washed, by dried as well to stop the germs from spreading. I know some of the towels in the commoner bathrooms can be sort of gross. I can teach you a drying charm if you want.
  
• Don't skip your carbs.
  
• Wrap up appropriately when you go outside. Up to forty percent of body heat can be lost through your head, so put on a hat and scarf. Also when washing your hair, dry it straight away afterwards. Yo Higgs. This is especially important if you have long hair.
  
• Also in the don't be a dumbar moron category, go see Madam Pomfrey if you're feeling run-down.
  
• Finally, if you're feeling run-down, don't get near Madeleine Thomas. She will not be happy with you if you make her sick.

Done been a good child for today.

Oh, and forgot this earlier: Short Stuff. What do you want for Christmas?

Hello opposition captains. And players.

What's your policy on having opposition Seekers in the common room to celebrate your team's victory night? Especially when they've spent the entire night before the match showing their moral support by saying how much better their side is. And they weren't even playing. Because I think it fucking sucks.

So at breakfast I overheard an argument between two third year girls. Which as arguments between two third year girls tend to be didn't really rack up many points on the intellectual log. Gist of it was that Girl A forbade Girl B from looking at her W-Crew poster because Girl B wouldn't share her chocolate cauldrons with Girl A.

Whatever.

If you ignore this fight being over something completely stupid, it doesn't even make sense. Like if I have a picture on my wall and I look at it and then you come along and look at it, it's still possible for me to continue looking at it as much as I was before.

Unless you stood in front of me.

BUT assuming that you didn't do that, I wouldn't lose anything by you looking at the picture. HOWEVER if I have a bar of chocolate and split half of it with you, then that's half of the chocolate bar that I don't get to eat anymore. So in that case I HAVE lost something.

Therefore you can't compare the two quantities as if they're the same thing.

I think I'm going to go and fucking draw something now. My pencils are sharp. Unlike those two bints at breakfast.

Oh, fuck no.

I thought I was safe from the population of Crazy Town until after 8 am. This is what happens when you sleep in instead of getting up early to study, Maddy

Anyone who even looks like they're thinking about hugging me gets a knuckle sandwich for breakfast. And if you've seen what I can do in Charms class, you'll realise I'm actually being generous by only using my fists.

Sod this. I'm grabbing some toast and going outside.

So coffee and tea are sources of antioxidants, but only if you have them black. Way to rain on my parade. Although perhaps you might agree I have all the sweetness I'll ever need?

Okay. Like I really care.

I'm over the limit on that Charms essay by nine scrolls. But three of them were of my endnotes and the other six were detailed versions of quotes too long to insert in with the rest of the essay. I've checked that I've annotated everything properly.

Private to the newly ginger Gryffindor:

Do you like your new hue (you?) or do you want to go au naturel again?

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( I cannot promise very much. I give you the images I know. Lie still with me and watch. We laugh and we touch. I promise you love. Time will not take that away. )