Monday

Well... today my parents died. Dumbelore said that Voldimort killed them, but I actually think he ran over them with the new fly Hummer he got. That thing is soooo pimp!

I'm staying at Hogwarts over the summer seeing as my home was demolished, along with my stash of manga that I had hidden there before fifth year. Darn... oh well. Professors Dumbeldore, Sprout, McGonigal, Flitwick, and Snape are all staying with me to make sure i don't go into a violent fit of depression and start killing things. Like that will happen, my Buddhist upbringing demands that I respect all life, and I will stay the course.

This should be one hell of an interesting summer...

Tuesday

Decided to go Goth today. Seems like a good way to express my inner turmoil. Asked Snape for advice, and he gave me a log lecture about how he was not actually Goth, he just goes to funerals every day. I followed him secretly for the rest of the day, no funerals to be found.

Wednesday

You're probably wondering why I can even type while I'm a Hogwarts. Dumbeldore took down the shields that block muggel energy. It turns out that the teachers had a network of computers that they use during the summer and such. They aloud me onto the chat room. It's rather strange actually. All the old professors get on and they catch up on the crap they missed while they were teaching.

Professor Snape still has yet to go to a funeral. I think I shall just attack him and make him teach me the ways of being goth.

Friday

Here's an excerpt from the chat room...

Pheonixluver: Woot woot! House elf just brought my shipment of candy up to office.

McG: you are diabeties.

$N4P3: Don't u mean diabetic?

McG: $hut up.

Loonylupin: heay, u guys r on.

Pheonixluver: did you see Charmed last night? McG: naw, missed it.

Pheonixluver: It was great, willow got...

$N4P3: I think your talking about Buffy...

Pheonixliver: $hut up l33t sp33ker.

$N4P4: j00 $hut up.

Loonylupin: ok ok! Ur l33t is superior Snape, we got the picture.

They go on like this for hours. I don't even talk at all and it's quite funny to watch... had some private IM's with Ron who got his hands on a computer at his dad's office. Quite invigorating. Must not think about dead parents... I wonder if Snape would give me an essay to write.

Saturday

Wrote essay for Snape... didn't help any. Took walk around grounds and tickled the Giant Squid that Dumbeldore has so fondly named Herbert the Great. Spent the rest of the day trying to get Snape to help me go Goth. He still hasn't gone to a funeral.

Sunday

Dumbeldore insisted that we do something holy today, so we went fishing. Flitwick has head on good authority that fish have something to do with Jesus. Snape accidentally caught Herbert the Great, and he got in trouble for hurting Dumbeldore's precious pet. The man is an absolute nutcase.

Snape finally broke and tipped me off to where I can get good Goth clothes at low prices.

Tuesday

Sirius Black came to stay for the rest of the summer with Lupin, who is teaching again next year! They went to the nearest muggel town and stole some mini-bikes. Flitwick put a flying charm on them and we raced them around the Quidditch pitch. Bikes were too big for Flitwick, so he watched as we played motor Quidditch. Quite fun.

Wednesday

Snape and McG were fighting over who got the chocolate syrup. Don't want to know why they want chocolate syrup. Never want to know why...

Thursday

Caught Snape, Lupin, and Black eating body frosting from a tub... don't want to know why they even have body frosting. Debating re-sorting to Huffelpuff after an encounter with a cat covered in chocolate syrup.

Friday

Raided Dumbeldore's office. Took the loot (three bags of lemon drops, eight crates of twizzlers, and three cases of DP) back to the teacher's lounge and all the teachers except Dumbeldore and me had a party.

Dumbeldore found us and fired us all except me, cuz I don't teach.

Spent the rest of the day sailing around the lake with the professor's.

Saturday

Dumbeldore re higered the teachers. Played exploding snap with Snape, who taught me how to properly put on eyeliner. When I enquired as to how he knew how to, he changed the conversation and made me a potion to keep the hair frizz down.

I'm beginning to suspect that Nevel's boggart was not the first time the man has been seen in a dress.