September 1st: GINNY
It's great being back at Hogwarts again. It was really hard this summer, knowing Harry was stuck with those horrible relatives of his, thinking about poor Sirius. I just hope he'll be OK, now he's back at Hogwarts. We sat together on the train, while Ron and Hermione were off doing their usual prefect stuff. I managed to make him smile a few times.
Dean didn't look for me on the Hogwarts Express-instead, he sat with Seamus. I really think those two should be going out together, the amount of time they spend with each other! I saw Dean in the common room earlier, and talked to him for a couple of minutes. He's just a tiny bit boring-all he ever talks about is some stupid team that play that Muggle sport with only one ball-what's it called? Oh yeah, soccer. You should've seen Ron glaring at Dean the whole time. I just hope he doesn't hurt him!
I'm going to try out for Chaser this year. The only members of the Gryffindor quidditch team left are Harry and Ron-we need new Chasers and Beaters. I bet Harry'll be captain-Ron's only been on the team for one year, so I doubt that he'd get the position.
There's a big mystery about who our DADA teacher will be. I saw Michael asking Professor Flitwick, but he just smiled and shook his head. I hope it's someone nice-hey, maybe it's Tonks!
My goals for this year are:
1) Pass all my OWLs, with good enough grades to become an auror.
2) Become the first Gryffindor to get top marks in Potions throughout the year.
3) Punch Draco Malfoy in his arrogant, ugly little face.
4) Do the same to Pansy Parkinson.
5) Ask Harry out.
I wonder how many I'll actually succeed in? Yeah, I know, I'm dating Dean, but I feel something between Harry and me. I used to have that stupid crush on him, and sent him that embarrassing Valentine, but now...I don't like him 'cos he's famous, or cute, I just like him 'cos he's my friend.
I'll write more tomorrow, when I have some news!
Love Ginny
September 1st: BILL
I have never been so exhausted in my entire life. This whole business with You-Know-Who is making my life even more complicated than before; not only have I got to attend business meetings, and spend half my week in Egypt, I also have to deal with my Order duties. For the past few days, I've been on Azkaban duty, with Charlie. He quit his job in Romania, and got a new one over here-something to do with dealing with illegally imported species of dragons. The only reason he's doing it is because it means he gets to spend all day looking at the things!
Anyway, we had to keep watch over Azkaban, and make note of all the comings and goings. Dumbledore has a theory that You-Know-Who plans to make his base there eventually, so he wants to know everything that happens. All we've seen is a bunch of Dementors gliding around the place. They give me the shivers, and I must say I'm delighted to have that task over, at least for another month.
Mum's quite happy at the moment-Fred and George are sending her tonnes of money, so she's been able to make the house look really nice. Dad's over the moon, because early polls indicate that the next Minister for Magic will either be Moody, Shacklebot, himself or McGonagall-yeah, I know, we only found out the other day that she's actually a member of the Freedom party-into equality for all magical beings, which is great. Dad's being all modest about the poll, saying that there's no way he'll win. I think in his heart, he'd prefer it to be Moody. Cor, can you IMAGINE Alastor Moody as Minister for Magic?!
My love life's gone down the toilet, I've been so busy lately. Fleur went off with old boyfriend, who came to win her back. What a load of rubbish! She probably used her Veela genes to charm him over here and make me jealous. I told her I didn't care, and she went mental. She's a very temperamental girl is Fleur. I doubt I'll be seeing her again.
Poor old Harry's still in a state. I hope he cheers up soon, it's not healthy for the kid to be moping around like this. We had a remembrance service for Sirius, but of course, Harry couldn't come.
I miss Sirius, I must admit. I didn't know him awfully well, but he seemed like a good bloke. Pity he died before he could get a taste of proper freedom.
Remus was as depressed as Harry, until he got the news about getting his job back at Hogwarts-after that, he didn't have time to dwell on Sirius' death.
I have a feeling this year's going to be a tough one for all of us.
Bill.
PS I almost forgot, I'm getting a second ear piercing today! I probably won't be able to write for a few days, the pain will be killing me.
It's great being back at Hogwarts again. It was really hard this summer, knowing Harry was stuck with those horrible relatives of his, thinking about poor Sirius. I just hope he'll be OK, now he's back at Hogwarts. We sat together on the train, while Ron and Hermione were off doing their usual prefect stuff. I managed to make him smile a few times.
Dean didn't look for me on the Hogwarts Express-instead, he sat with Seamus. I really think those two should be going out together, the amount of time they spend with each other! I saw Dean in the common room earlier, and talked to him for a couple of minutes. He's just a tiny bit boring-all he ever talks about is some stupid team that play that Muggle sport with only one ball-what's it called? Oh yeah, soccer. You should've seen Ron glaring at Dean the whole time. I just hope he doesn't hurt him!
I'm going to try out for Chaser this year. The only members of the Gryffindor quidditch team left are Harry and Ron-we need new Chasers and Beaters. I bet Harry'll be captain-Ron's only been on the team for one year, so I doubt that he'd get the position.
There's a big mystery about who our DADA teacher will be. I saw Michael asking Professor Flitwick, but he just smiled and shook his head. I hope it's someone nice-hey, maybe it's Tonks!
My goals for this year are:
1) Pass all my OWLs, with good enough grades to become an auror.
2) Become the first Gryffindor to get top marks in Potions throughout the year.
3) Punch Draco Malfoy in his arrogant, ugly little face.
4) Do the same to Pansy Parkinson.
5) Ask Harry out.
I wonder how many I'll actually succeed in? Yeah, I know, I'm dating Dean, but I feel something between Harry and me. I used to have that stupid crush on him, and sent him that embarrassing Valentine, but now...I don't like him 'cos he's famous, or cute, I just like him 'cos he's my friend.
I'll write more tomorrow, when I have some news!
Love Ginny
September 1st: BILL
I have never been so exhausted in my entire life. This whole business with You-Know-Who is making my life even more complicated than before; not only have I got to attend business meetings, and spend half my week in Egypt, I also have to deal with my Order duties. For the past few days, I've been on Azkaban duty, with Charlie. He quit his job in Romania, and got a new one over here-something to do with dealing with illegally imported species of dragons. The only reason he's doing it is because it means he gets to spend all day looking at the things!
Anyway, we had to keep watch over Azkaban, and make note of all the comings and goings. Dumbledore has a theory that You-Know-Who plans to make his base there eventually, so he wants to know everything that happens. All we've seen is a bunch of Dementors gliding around the place. They give me the shivers, and I must say I'm delighted to have that task over, at least for another month.
Mum's quite happy at the moment-Fred and George are sending her tonnes of money, so she's been able to make the house look really nice. Dad's over the moon, because early polls indicate that the next Minister for Magic will either be Moody, Shacklebot, himself or McGonagall-yeah, I know, we only found out the other day that she's actually a member of the Freedom party-into equality for all magical beings, which is great. Dad's being all modest about the poll, saying that there's no way he'll win. I think in his heart, he'd prefer it to be Moody. Cor, can you IMAGINE Alastor Moody as Minister for Magic?!
My love life's gone down the toilet, I've been so busy lately. Fleur went off with old boyfriend, who came to win her back. What a load of rubbish! She probably used her Veela genes to charm him over here and make me jealous. I told her I didn't care, and she went mental. She's a very temperamental girl is Fleur. I doubt I'll be seeing her again.
Poor old Harry's still in a state. I hope he cheers up soon, it's not healthy for the kid to be moping around like this. We had a remembrance service for Sirius, but of course, Harry couldn't come.
I miss Sirius, I must admit. I didn't know him awfully well, but he seemed like a good bloke. Pity he died before he could get a taste of proper freedom.
Remus was as depressed as Harry, until he got the news about getting his job back at Hogwarts-after that, he didn't have time to dwell on Sirius' death.
I have a feeling this year's going to be a tough one for all of us.
Bill.
PS I almost forgot, I'm getting a second ear piercing today! I probably won't be able to write for a few days, the pain will be killing me.