chapter twenty-nine.

I know I haven't been writing very often lately, but you try balancing school with a journal…that doesn't really work, but okay.

I've done two finals so far, three to go. Dark Arts was easy enough…well, not really, but that's fine. I'm sure I failed, but I think I'll somehow pass all the other subjects, with the exception of Potions, and at least get one E.

You might laugh and think I'm being unrealistic, but I'm actually good in Herbology, and that's the other exam I've had. I'm sure I did well on that…I hope that's not being overconfident…But even if it is, I'm only good at two things, so I can brag all I want. The other thing I'm good at is dancing, in case you forgot…

A little Trevor update: he's gotten sick! Have you ever seen toad puke? I'm guessing you haven't, and that makes you a very lucky person.

I have five exams left: Potions, Transfiguration, History of Magic, Astronomy, and Charms.

Dance lessons have been going great. I mastered the waltz before anyone else! McGonagall actually said she was proud of me. The only time anyone's ever said that was the time my great-Uncle dropped me out of a window and I bounced into the street, proving I was magic. My whole family was so happy, and Gran started crying. They probably wouldn't care about my dancing achievement, but I don't care.

Anyway, I've really got to get back to studying, I have Potions, Transfiguration and Charms exams tomorrow.

I sort of want something to go wrong in my Potions exam. Like my Potion accidentally spill and make Snape's nose grow as big as a toucan's. (though there really wouldn't be much of a difference anyway…)