Thursday the Odd
Today was a particularly Odd day. My Thursday headache would not leave me alone and there was mackerel (ugh) for lunch, which I refused to eat. Potter won the quidditch match and Gryffindor had a party which lasted into the small hours of the morning which I could hear from my little potions room
Great Aunt Violet has asked me to come to the annual family Halloween gathering at Vladivostok. Unfortunately, I will be ill on that date and unable to attend. It is more than I can bear to see any of my relatives.
They are far too much like me. My cat has managed to maul Hagrid's dog: Fang. It was inevitable. She does not like dogs...or cats (I still don't know how Mrs. Norris escaped) or students...or teachers...or oversized trees.
As I was innocently walking to my dorm, with no intention of being friendly, utterly innocently, when Evelyn appeared and waved. She was standing right in front of me, and then she did a little wave-y thing as if I hadn't realised she was in the way of the door. I 'waved' back. Then she coughed and said 'so...' expectantly. I also said 'so...' expecting her to get out of my way, because I didn't feel very friendly. (As I have mentioned before, there was mackerel, I mean MACKEREL, for lunch).
She smiled at me and then said 'so...going to the ball I presume?' I said 'no, because it is for very silly people' or something like that. She looked slightly put-off, but she did NOT shuffle away – (an improvement) – instead she squeaked out an 'oh' as if she didn't really care, but she so obviously did.
(Hah! Take that Blondie Malfoy! I also have a fan-club, granted, there is only one member at the moment, but it is only a matter of time before they realise how incredibly attractive a nose like mine REALLY is).
Then it suddenly occurred to me that this was, probably, the only time a girl had ever or would ever approach me for anything apart from a spare quill. I blurted out, in a moment of desperation: '...but I'll show you my first edition Potion Studies....if you want...'
This is how I ended up showing Evelyn Taylor my first edition Potion Studies, she seemed impressed, making little rhythmical humming noises, and the higher her humming got, the more impressed she was. At one point, it went into ultra-sonic.
(Hah! I'm proving to the world that it's just not looks it's...also...first...uh...edition Potion Studies which...ahem...get that girl!)
However, it all went down hill when the hilarious comedian of Black turned my hair pink, showing how hilariously hilarious he is, really funny....haha.......ha. I'm going to do...something...extra evil to him! You'll see! Definitely...something extremely evil...after I get the pink out of my hair.
I'm going to bed.