The journey back to Hogwarts for the last time: not as emotional as I expected. Just the same old really.

 First Quidditch game of the season - what could possibly go wrong? Answer = a lot! Torrential rain, dementors and a teenage Seeker almost plummeting to his death - the only thing that could have been worse would have been playing Slytherin.

 Preparations for the party don't go quite to plan - instead of partying to the early hours in purple heels, it's an early night with purple sleeping bags.

 Time for Christmas! After the goings-on of Julianna's party, myself and my friends take a well-earned break. But will it all go swimmingly?

 So, New Years is over and were back to Hogwarts. Honestly, it feels good to be away from all of the crazy. But, of course, it always comes back.

 The best cure for a broken heart? Junk food. Lots and lots of junk food. And the best friends acting out children's stories. But nothing helps more than talking. It's a pity the only person I want to talk to is the one person who is going out of his way to avoid me.

 Waking up in your ex-boyfriends bed - awkward. His roommate describing what happened when you got there last night - even more so. You friends bursting into the room whilst you're still there - ground swallow me up now. Expect blushing, flashbacks and severe innuendo.

 So, a shock propasal at the party. Surely all of the drama has happened, right? Let's hope so. We've got the small matter of the final Quidditch match on the horizon, and we could do with all of the normality possible!

We won the cup!!! Now, what could possibly happen in the aftermath of such a victory? Lets just say there's a lot of relationship chaos going down!