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[Dec. 16th, 2008|04:01 pm]
[Current Mood | chipper]

Quidditch practice was fantastic! I haven't even popped this thing open in days. What's this about rape? I feel bad for Hannah, but who can really say what happened with all of these Ads flying around? Maybe it was a misunderstanding, though if that's the case, one would have hoped someone said "no" before nakedness happened.

I'm just saying it's all very fishy.

But onto other matters, Gryffindor is going to beat the pants off of all of you! Even if we have already, we'll do it again! Thus the cycle continues.

I'm ready. Grrrowl.
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|12:30 am]
[Current Mood | bouncy]

[Private]

Merlin, I did it.

Okay. Now I can breathe. That was much better than that poem I had that ruddy Cupid belt out at him when I was 12.

I think I might be a romantic.

Scary.

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I feel light today. If I could get away with it, I think I might wear fairy wings. Not actual ones, mind you. That would be cruel to fairies, and they would be too tiny for me. Oh! Which reminds me!

I was thinking about hosting an art competition. We have so many talented artists in the Castle, it might be well worth it to see who enters with what. Besides, it might take us out of the dark ages a bit.

Who might be interested? Paging, Mister Corner? Mister Corner, you are wanted at the front desk. Oh come on, you know you want to.

Let me know!
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[Dec. 6th, 2008|02:05 pm]
[Current Mood | blah]

[Private]

She kissed me. Kissed! I don't know what she thought she was doing, but it... It was wrong! And she got to me, which makes me even madder at myself. I haven't healed the damage yet, and I'm not sure I will. It'll remind me to never trust a bloody Slytherin again. Not that I did before, but I have to...

I have to be more careful.

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[Private; Zacharias, Nate, Blaise and Terry]

You lot responded to my ad. Yes, it was mine. If you're still up for a good fly, I could use it.

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[Private; Harry]

Hold me?

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Does anyone really believe in troll rights? Would they notice?
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[Dec. 4th, 2008|07:12 pm]
[Current Mood | bitchy]

[Private to DA Members]

Do you know what it's like to fall end over end down stairs and nearly break your neck?

Well, I do.

And guess who was waiting for me at the bottom...

Three guesses.

His name starts with a Car and ends with a row.

This, of course, means war.

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I am fed up. Stay out of my way if you want your appendages attached.
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[Nov. 29th, 2008|05:45 pm]
[Current Mood | amused]

Here I go again
Smilin' too sweet
Can't seem to hold it in
Every time
that we meet
I get this rosy glow
and weak in the knees
I hope you don't know
how fast you make
my heart beat

I'm in a little love
and I'm in a little deep
Though I'll never say a word
It's a secret
my heart can't keep

I'm in a little love
and I'm in a little deep
Though I'll never say a word
It's a secret my heart
can't keep

my feet upon the ground
whenever you are near
but my head is in the clouds
while the rest of me is

Here I go again
Smilin' too sweet
it seems that my heart
has finally gone
and told on me


And you thought I couldn't get more sugary.

Ha. Ha. Ha. &hearts
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3 [Nov. 27th, 2008|04:12 am]
[Current Mood | guilty]

Private to Self

I don't know how I'll manage it, but I will. This year is my...our...year. I can feel it.

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Private to Harry and Hermione

I heard a rumor about the DA starting up again. Is it true?

/


Arnold isn't feeling well. It's rather sad to watch him sitting on my bed, sniffling. Do you think Pygmy Puffs can catch colds? Would Madame Pomfrey be able to do anything for him? Is Pepper Up Potion effective on his breed?

I don't think we've ever talked about Puffs in Care of Magical Creatures. I kind of wish we had now. Poor little Arnold. I'll take care of you, no worries.

I guess I will have to take him with me to detention. He should be all right in my pocket.
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[Nov. 23rd, 2008|07:51 pm]
Private; Self


It amuses me how out of of character people can act when the right nerves are pushed. I would never admit it to his face, but Malfoy managed to do that with me. I'm always scared that Harry doesn't feel the same about me as I do about him. If Zabini thinks that I don't know how ridiculous I am when it comes to Harry, he's wrong. I've been obsessed with him for years, and now that I'm finally getting a chance to, hopefully, get closer to him, I'm frightened out of my mind. What if it all goes wrong and he hates me? What if I stutter, turn bright red (not a good look on me, by the way), and he thinks I'm an idiot? He has already saved me once.

I still have nightmares about that.

But, then again, isn't that out of character for Ginny Weasley? Isn't she suppose to be self confident, witty and have an ego bigger than three of her put together?

Maybe she should. But this is one time that she can't seem to muster the gall.

1 point Slytherin, 0 points Gryffindor.

I'll fix that score. It's the only thing I can think about that doesn't make me feel the world is spinning out from under my feet.

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1 [Nov. 23rd, 2008|02:31 pm]
[Current Mood | curious]

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands


You know, love is really a wonderful thing. I don't think I want to ever do without it.

Private; )

How was everyone's summer? Harry? Hermione? How are you doing? It's a bit hard to keep track of everyone with a Mother like mine, you know. She likes for us to stay close to home. Not that I blame her, really. It's just a pain. She knows full well that I can take care of myself. She just likes to ignore it.
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