12/1/96

Guess what I found while doing a mandatory clean of my space in the room? My old journal. Well not old, I mean this one. I must've lost it in the 'junk pile' as Angelina calls it. I swear that girl has problems. Yelling at me to clean up my side of the room when it's perfectly clean. Ok, maybe my bed hasn't been made for months and maybe I got some clothes thrown about the room but I'm not wading knee deep in stuff, ankle deep maybe but not knee deep.

Actually, I wasn't technically cleaning, I was moving. Yes, the annoying act of putting one's things in a box so they can be moved while being yelled at if a few banana peels are found behind one's bed. Why am I moving? George and Alicia are taking over my room. It's surprising how serious your friends' relationship can become when you're not watching. It started with sitting next to each other when we all go out to have pizza and now it's become hanging out every night just the two of them. I hardly see Alicia between Quidditch practices and her being out with George. It's the same with Angelina and Fred. Those two must be attached at the hip. They're moving into the same room as well. I guess it's better and the equivalent of living together. Not like friends like in serious relationship. I know Angelina and Alicia were Hogwarts sweethearts with Fred and George respectively, but when did it become so serious? Why wasn't I informed of this?

On the bright side, this arrangement means I get a room to myself. It's a rather small room, but my own room all the same. I'm taking over the office and the desks are moving into various other rooms.

Fred and George are doing well with their shop. Business is apparently booming and our flat is overflowing with various prank materials and such. Angelina has tried explaining to them that she does not like tripping over engorge spelled objects or accidentally using those vomiting pills instead of coffee beans in her morning coffee. I don't think it's sunk in yet, maybe a few more mornings of being woken up by her praying to the porcelain god will get the message through to them.

Life on the team is pretty good. We have practices everyday. It's like having a regular nine to five job except we play a sport and go over strategies instead of doing paper work even though we got some of that as well. We also have late night practices and three A.M practices. I think the coach does this just to prove he has the power to control our lives. Really, he's a cool guy and all but he's a maniac if he thinks a three A.M. practice on a Saturday morning is necessary.

I'm not on the reserves anymore though. I quickly was put on to play full time while the former chaser is on maternity leave. They also have random tryouts between the full timers and the reserves to see who should have what spot and such. The reserves do get to play during the game. It's kinda run like recreation sports that I used to play when I was little. Everyone gets to play, but the good players on the team get to play more. Each reserve plays a few minutes each game except in the finals and there's even a game played just between reserves on each team. I rather like how our team is run, it's fair and we have a winning streak going on. I'm currently going for most amount of goals scored in first year. I'm getting to the half way mark and I've only been on the team for three months.

Last night we all went out to a karaoke club. Angelina and I dared Alicia to sing Lady Marmalade. She dared me and Angelina agreed. Then the two of us dared Angelina so we all did it together. Unfortunately you get supplied with costumes for your song. We walked out there dressed like hos and started strutting our stuff. Unfortunately, the guys thought to bring cameras and took lots of pictures. We got them back today by hooking up a spell that dumped water on their heads whenever they walked through a door in the flat and said in an annoying high pitched Yogurt (Spaceballs) voice "May the pranks be with you." When they go out their room? Wet hair and "May the pranks be with you." When they go to the bathroom? "May the pranks be with you?" When they go to get food from the kitchen? "May the pranks be with you." When they go outside for work? "May the pranks be with you." They can't figure out how to undo it. Here comes Fred now. Fred what are your thoughts on being wet?

Shut up Katie before I kill you. I hope you guys know this means war.

Cheerful fella when he's being pranked isn't he?

Anyway, it turns out I do have a secret admirer or something because flowers keep showing up in random places. They turn up in my locker at work, from a delivery guy at the front door, at the front desk, at the place I often order lunch at, and chocolate comes in the mail, sometimes by muggle way and sometimes by owl. It never says anything except 'For Katie.' I wonder who would be crazy enough to fancy me. It's a great topic of conversation between Angelina and Alicia. They spend many hours pondering who is sending them. The topic has however been banded from the general group. Fred and George have announced they're sick of hearing us girls giggling over it. Here comes Alicia, what are your thoughts?

Why are you making me write this down rather than tell you this aloud? How hard is it for me to say this to you? My throat does work you know. I may sing off key but my voice works fine. Anyway, I think it's sweet. Maybe it's someone who fell horribly in love with you at Hogwarts and now misses you that you're out of his life and he doesn't see you?

What is up with Oliver lately? He seems distracted though much happier than I've seen him since we won the cup at Hogwarts that one year. Maybe he's got a secret lover that he's not telling us about. Maybe he goes to see her when we think he's going to practices. Maybe he's just making up about those late night practices. Maybe this has been going on for years. Or maybe he's pinning away from a secret crush that he knows he will never have and has to suffer from a distance.

I'm on the team as well you know. He's not making that up. You read WAY too many romance novels. Alicia? Can we get a cat?

No we can't so stop asking already.

MEANIE!

AM not!

Yes you are

No I'm not

Yes

No

Yes

Yes

See? You agree with me.

DAMN! I was trying to make you say no. What are you doing anyway? You're supposed to be packing right now.

I was hoping she wouldn't remember that. Oh well. Remind me to lock her up in her padded room again, she's been out of it too long. I got to go, I should actually do some packing.

Spur of the moment entry. I'm leaving for a week.