Saturday the Sane

Did you know that sage is an herb as well as a very clever old person? Well it is. I had some sage today. Sage sage sage....sagedy sage...

At lunchtime my newt (Owl) went missing again. I knew it was a mistake buying him. Professer thingy-majig was very suspicious. She asked me if that 'thing' was a cat or a frog or an owl.

I said it was distantly related to a frog, called Owl and I had brought it to replace my cat which went inexplicably missing. (Potter stole it). She didn't seem satisfied. I think she has gone to complain to Dumbledore.

I did the Seed experiments again to make sure I did not do them wrong. I know I didn't because, you see, I'm clever...but Evelyn has confused me with her arguments (which are totally and absolutely unfounded of course (and I told her so)) but, my perfectionist mind has pulled me towards the cauldron again.

I was right! In my happy state of 'I told you so', I summoned Evelyn to me. She was half asleep and angry, (it was six in the morning) but I did not care. She said 'hmmmm', and asked me how long I had spent proving her wrong. I answered three hours, she then proceeded to ask me if I had actually seen sage before. I said I had seen a sage, yes.

You see, I had been using beard hairs off Dumbledore when I was supposed to use, you know, herbs.

Turns out Hooke was right. Thankfully, Evelyn was too asleep to laugh at me thoroughly. Although she did catch up on it at lunch.

What else happened? Ball tomorrow! That's one thing. And I've decided to go with Evelyn –mi-bob after all, since I've finished all my moley experiments now.

She seemed very happy that I was coming. Absolutely delighted in fact. I had to fend her off from speaking to me in front of Malfoy, who would have skinned me alive in a sack full of porcupines if he knew. I've done an excellent job at avoiding his questions.

'Who are you taking to the ball then Snape?'

'Oh...no-one...'

'You are, aren't you?'

'Why do you say that?'

'Because you haven't set up your special board and you haven't stolen special cake from the kitchens and you haven't invited the Bloody Baron for tomorrow night'

'Oh...I'll do it later...or, not at all, I might just...you know...read...'

'Ah...your taking Evelyn Taylor aren't you?'

'No...not at all...no...maybe...yes...'

'Thought so. Have a nice time. Hahahahahaha...'

I write hahahahahaha but it actually went on for quite a bit longer.

And other people joined in.

Ball and potions tomorrow.

I might even get to hold her hand! Tee hee!