October 15, 1996
Oh, I feel like someone just performed one of those "happy" spells on me... Whee...
Hee hee.
I had to do an essay for Muggle Studies, and guess who helped me?
No, it wasn't Hermione.
It was Harry!
Woo.
The essay was on microwaves (our class is pretty advanced; the microwave was a recent invention... Harry says it isn't... I don't know who to believe in here - Harry is no liar, but it's possible he might be a little ignorant. Oh Harry.). Basically, you put food in this little box, press some numbers, and it cooks! (The food, not the box. Um - the box is the one doing the cooking.) Harry told me he has thawed (whatever that is) and heated whole meals using it.
It was wonderful.
(Doing the assignment with my beloved Harry.)
But what really made me happy was that I now am, officially, Staff on the DA. This means I get to spend even more time with Harry, because now I'll help him plan the meetings. This is so exciting. Imagine, all the time we'll spend together in the cozy library...
Sigh.
I don't think I've ever thought of the library in a positive way.
That's what love does to you.
Siiiiigh...
October 19, 1996
Today Harry and I looked for curses, hexes, and spells to teach on the DA.
I'll admit it was a bit tedious.
Harry was so very concentrated on his work. He's so dedicated.
Most of the curses, etc. we found he already knew from his training for the third task of the Tri-wizard Tournament two years ago and from the DA meetings last year, but now he's preparing a list of which spells he knows and which are especially good. He's also writing down everything we do in the meetings, so next year it won't be such a pain doing everything all over again.
(Next year... his last year... Man.)
Actually, he's not; that's Hermione's job. Keeping stuff organised. She says it'll be useful for when Harry leaves and the DA goes on without him (which will be a sad day indeed) too.
Harry leaving - I really don't want to think about it.
I'm also sleepy. Nighty night.
(I just sounded like Mum.)
October 25, 1996
Hogsmeade visit!
I'm really nervous - I'm supposed to spend some time with Draco today. In public.
God.
I just went to the boy's dorm to help Ron find his gold. He keeps it hidden - so hidden he can't find it when he looks for it. It has happened before.
I wonder if he does it more out of being safe or out of shame. Ron really is ashamed of us not having much money - I think he's the one who fusses more about it in our family. Not that I'm particularly happy about it...
It's all better now with Fred and George's business, anyway.
Speaking of which - I ought to pay them a visit today.
I noticed Hermione is using the perfume Ron gave her last Christmas. When I told Ron, he turned pink in the face and red in the ears. Aww, so cute.
I helped him pick the perfume, actually. I had suggested Ambrosial, which is a classic. But then I said that something exotic, but not too exotic, would be good too. After quite a while, we opted for one with this wedge-shaped bottle (I forgot its name). He was the one who picked it, and I approved it. It had a decidedly exotic scent - something like vanilla and some things I couldn't quite identify - my sense of smell isn't like a dog's, you know.
It sort of suits Hermione.
And it's food-related too.
Oh my - how bold of Ron. Heh.
Hermione's at the door, telling me they're leaving now. So ta ta. Wish me luck - not that I really need it.