Tuesday the Bored

A slightly better day today, within my standards of course. My potion is fine after I repaired it and is simmering well. Potter and his band of simpering mongooses have gone to Hogsmeade and Lucius Malfoy is ill so I am left in peace However, something decidedly odd and un-me happened today. Evelyn Taylor was very quiet all through lessons, so I answered all the questions (right, naturally). And then she didn't smile smugly at all. And then, as I was innocently reading a book she came up to me and said:
'I've read that. It's good isn't it?' There are two things puzzling about this. 1, that she came up to talk to me at all as we are hateful rivals etc and 2, that she was being civil. But this isn't the strangest! There's more! I was (understandably) flummoxed, so instead I said: 'No! You've actually read this nightmare of a book and liked it, Taylor?' Which, compared to other comments, was quite mild. But she looked distraught, muttered something and shuffled away!

I am now utterly flummoxed. She hates me. She must. It is what has been decided upon! From the first day when both our hands went up...we were rivals! I don't understand! What? How? Where? At what point did this rivalry dissolve? And a crush could not be a possibility because...well...she's be very strange if she chose me to lay down her affections! I mean...I mean...ME...of all people. It is very odd. And I am very confused.

Hallowe'en is edging closer. Every day there is a new pairing of little idiots who are too embarrassed to talk to each other...well...that was one of the most hypocritical things I have ever wrote down. What was that? Am I now LINKING Evelyn Taylor (EVELYN TAYLOR of all people) to the Hallowe'en ball. I think I must think.