Dear Diary,
I've only just noticed this, but considering how busy I've been with training (I have to learn more spells. More. More! I need to be even with Voldie. I just have to!), learning and schoolwork, I've had barely enough time to care about much outside of my life. Malfoy is acting weird. Very weird. I know he was a little shifty on the Express but by Merlin does he look like shite. Dark circles like those cannot be healthy and he is deathly pale. Grouchy too. He keeps snapping at Blaise. I've considered cursing the blonde twat for that.
On the subject of Blaise, I…..well….I have news. Great news. Wonderful news. Brilliant news. Blaise…..he….he asked me out! The smoking hot Italian from Slytherin house asked me out. I said yes. I said yes. I said yes!
He gave me the brightest smile I've ever received from any Slytherin and he kissed my cheek. I swear I blushed the whole way through Transfiguration. I wonder does Professor McGonagall know why. I bet she does. She kept sending me smug, secretive smirks when she thought I wasn't looking. I bet she knows.
Wouldn't it be funny if the teachers and staff had a betting pool on every student for when and who they'd pair off with? A hilarious thought.
I've got to go. Goodnight diary.