September 5th

Boyfriends: 0 Points lost/gained: -20 (oopsie.what can I say?) Mortal enemies: 1 Chocolate frogs: 3

6.00pm

Why do they give us so much homework? I can't stand it. I barely have time to breathe with all this work they're piling on us. And that Granger girl is REALLY asking for a kicking. I left my Potions essay in the common room.

'I'm sorry, I couldn't help noticing, but the correct step 3 for an enlarging potion isn't that - you see, you have it the wrong way round, you're confusing it with step 5......'

Aaaaaaaargh!! SHE'S A FIRST YEAR!! I can't stand her, really I can't. ALWAYS in the library, ALWAYS working - and her hair is worse than Angelina's.

Oliver ate eggs today for breakfast. Not that I noticed, I just happened to see him. He is very sweet in the mornings, unlike me. I'm grumpy and pissed off in the morning, but he wakes up chirpy and smiling. I don't know what it is! But he did ask me when I was going to try out for the team. I smiled, and passed him the salt.



Alicia and Katie seem to spend an awful lot of time on the Quidditch pitch. Well, so would I if I had a gorgeous looking Captain like that!

Not that they would EVER try anything. I have told them repeatedly how much I love him, and besides, Alicia has a thing about Fred Weasley. Or George Weasley. Well, it's one of them, anyway!

I really have to stop writing hearts on the top of my essays - sooner or later Flitwick will notice.

I'm in the common room - waiting for Oliver to come back from practice.

6.05pm

That damn Granger girl is doing it again.

6.10pm

Granger girl has run up to her room crying about mean 5th years. Heheheh.

6.20pm

'The Boy Who Lived' and his equally moronic friend Weasley no.6 are playing exploding snap. Tis VERY annoying.

6.30pm

'The Boy Who Lived' and his equally moronic friend Weasley no.6 have sulked off to their room muttering about crazy 5th years with PMT. Hehehe.

6.45pm

Finished my Charms homework. Oliver really should have come back by now. I really am starting to worry. Maybe he fell off his broom, and hit his head open. Maybe an evil bludger attacked him - what if he's lying out there in the rain covered in mud and dirt, and he's DYING??

6.50pm

Why am I so stupid and paranoid? None of those things could have happened.

Reason 1: He's just walked into the common room.

Reason 2: It's not even raining.



OK - I'll just sit over here writing away looking like I haven't planned out our wedding reception already (note to self for later: Chicken to start with) and he will come over and talk to me.

7.30pm

Or not.

11.35pm

Just had long talk with Percy Weasley, he always makes me feel better. I tell him my secrets, and he tells me his. Last year, I was the only one he told he was gay.

Not like it's a huge well kept secret. He acts so camp it's untrue! He says I have to tell Oliver I like him. FAT CHANCE! That is SO not going to happen. I can't just walk up and tell him.

'So how will he know you like him?' Percy 'reasoned'

'I'll just wait for him to realise I do.'

'When will that happen?'

'When he's smart enough to realise that me avoiding him, tripping up in front of him, not talking about his beloved Quidditch team and giving everyone evil looks in the mornings means I have a burning desire to have his babies!'

Why don't men get it??