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[26 Sep 1997|05:38pm] |
I think I preferred Professor Snape as a Potions Master.
It is nice to have proper Defence Against the Dark Arts classes, though.
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[24 Jul 1997|08:41pm] |
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Perhaps there are some nice things to look forward to this summer, after all.
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[13 Jul 1997|07:21pm] |
Normally I enjoy summer. It's so nice and quiet, and there's no rush for anything.
Now I think it could go by just a little bit faster.
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[27 Apr 1997|09:32pm] |
No matter how much I disliked the camping trip, my Natter seemed to enjoy it. It didn't even try to bite me once, but now it is more restless than before. I think it might miss being in the Forest. Is that possible?
Luna Lovegood's walking stick was, surprisingly, very handy. Not for self-defence, though. Pansy and I used it as an extra support for the tent we had to set up. I had never slept in a tent before, and now I know why. It is very unpleasant and dirty.
Hopefully we're never going to go camping again.
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[15 Apr 1997|12:53pm] |
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Is the trip really mandatory? I'd rather not be any part of it.
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[05 Apr 1997|01:27pm] |
Seems like my Natter problems are far from over yet. My Natter has become increasingly restless and sometimes it even makes a weird howling sound at night. Aunt and I have tried locking it in the basement for a night or two, to keep its howling from waking us up, but that only seems to make it more aggressive. It does seem to enjoy hunting mice, though, so I really don't understand why it dislikes the basement so much. I suppose there's always the odd chance that it misses Luna Lovegood's Natter.
Easter has been nice and quiet, if you ignore the Natter business. I have had time to repair my Astronomy notes so I do not think I've wasted the entire holiday on trivial matters. The alarming thing is, I think I might miss Hogwarts and perhaps a few of its inhabitants. Back to packing, then.
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[09 Feb 1997|04:14pm] |
I suppose I should say something about my coffee date (if that's what I should call it) with Pansy. She's quite the socialite and it was all rather interesting, but I think she would have had more fun if she'd been with Draco.
I'm not overly fond of Valentine's Day, and apparently I'm not the only one; this Natter of mine seems to become more and more aggressive the closer we get to the day. So far it's eaten most of my Astronomy notes, a book I got from my father and it tore a few of my ties to shreds. I've already tried feeding it, stroking it and naming it, but nothing is working. It especially seemed to dislike the stroking part - it tried to bite my finger off.
I think it just hates me.
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[25 Jan 1997|10:37am] |
This thing has taken a habit of eating my socks, particularly any with wool in the fabric, and especially when I am still wearing them. The dungeons aren't exactly warm, so now my toes are usually numb for the most part of the day. It's quite unpleasant.
I suppose natters get lonely, and this is their way of asking for attention.
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[20 Dec 1996|01:08pm] |
Everyone seems to have gone insane. Prefects losing their badges, professors and students being hexed and hour glasses going on strike.
I am looking forward to going home for the holidays.
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[18 Dec 1996|05:52pm] |
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I liked him more when he wasn't quite so bald. The dungeons smell better now, though.
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[15 Nov 1996|10:21pm] |
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All the talk about the election is starting to get quite repetitive. I think you can stop it now, then.
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[13 Oct 1996|06:27pm] |
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You lot are starting to bore me.
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