28th July

9:47 am

Harry's here! He arrived really late last night, according to Mollywobbles, so he's still sleeping. Ron's really eager to wake him up, but Hermione's given him a stern look so he's gone back to drooling at Phlegm and reading the Daily Prophet.

At breakfast I tried to start a conversation with Phelgm. Bill wants me to civil with her. Bad idea.

Me: So, Phle- I mean Fleur, have you guys set a date for your wedding yet?

Phlegm: Ze 16 July, silly girl! We 'ave been engaged for weeks! 'Ave you not 'eard?

Silly? Silly girl? She's not even 5 years older than me! How rude!

Oh – Ron just ran up stairs to wake up Harry. Hermione's chasing him, threatening to hex him. I suppose I'll follow them up in a few, I haven't seen Harry for ages.

11:38 am

Was having nice conversation with Ron, Harry and Hermione, when Phlegm burst into the room. (Harry hair has grown. Sets off his green eyes. Which, no, aren't the colour of a fresh pickled toad.) She ruins everything. Phlegm I mean, not the fresh pickled toad. Although, I have to say, they do have some similarities. Anyway as Phlegm burst into the room, the amount of drool that came out of R's mouth reached a record-breaking high. Harry seemed quite taken too.

Phlegm: 'Arry! Eet 'as been too long. Blah blah blah gag gag gag… (Kisses Harry)

Harry looked as if Christmas has come early. Ron gazed at her hopefully (pathetic).

Hermione rolled her eyes, one of which was black.

Hermione was looking threw Fred and Georges boxes that they had left in the room. She brought out what looked like a telescope, silly enough she squeezed it and it punched her.

I turned my giggle into a cough (with great expertise) when Ron told me.

I'm quite concerned now though. It wouldn't go away even when Mollywobbles used her best bruise remedies.

2:14 pm

Mollywobbles was going on and on about Tonks today at lunch. Obviously hoping that Bill will fall for her instead of Dela-Smelly-Cour. She should give up. Neither Tonks nor Bill seemed to be interested.

Lately, Tonks seems not to be interested in anything. Tried to ask Hermione about it. Hermione just mumbled about mistakes she made on her OWLs. Who really cares if Hinkypunks originated in Russia or not?

Hair status: Frizz Factor 3.5- Lumpy Locks

31st July- Harry's Birthday

11:03am

Been playing Quidditch for the past few days. Perfected my Woollongong Shimmy. If I don't make it for the Quidditch team I'll be surprised. Harry was made Captain by the way. I think he'll do a terrific job. Told Dean about Harry's position. He wants me to put in a good word for him when he tries out for Chaser too.

Our booklists arrived at breakfast this morning. We're planning on making a trip to Diagon Alley. Hoping to meet up with Dean. Fat chance of getting some privacy. Mollywobbles is paranoid. You should hear the security measures she's got planned for us. I suppose I'll ask her now.

Tonks and Lupin are coming for Harry's Birthday celebrations. Haven't seen Tonks for awhile. Hope she's okay.

12:27pm

Mollywobbles is being v. unreasonable.

Me: Mum! I absolutely love this soup! What is it?

Mollywobbles: No you can't.

Me: (batters eyelashes innocently) Can't what, Mum?

MW: You hate Turnip and spinach soup. What do you want?

Me: Well… I was wondering if you could possibly… let your youngest and only daughter meet her charming and very responsible boyfr- male-acquaintance, whom she hasn't seen in almost a month.

MW: Oh! That would be lovely.

Me: (thinking) YES!

MW: How about you invite him over for dinner tomorrow night?

Me: (thinking) NO! (Out loud) Well, actually I was thinking something more along the lines of meeting him in Diagon Alley?

MW: Absolutely not! How many times do I…. blah blah blah mortal peril blah blah blah die blah blah blah safety procedures blah blah blah RON! Those muffin are for Harry's birthday, get your hands off them!

9:53 pm

Oh. So stuffed. Don't ever think I'll eat again. Don't even want to mention food.

9:55 pm

But Mollywobble's meatballs were so good.

9:57 pm

Are those left-over chocolate frogs? Must not eat them.

9:58 pm

Maybe just one.

No.

Yes.

No!

Roses are red

Violet are blue

I have a split personality

And I do too.

I just spent like 5 minutes talking about food. Pathetic.

Anyways, Harry's birthday party started out well, but when Lupin came all the adults started talking about all the attacks and deaths. How cheerful.

"Happy Birthday Harry – the guy who used to give you free ice cream just died!"

MW disapproved. She now even now more paranoid about our trip to Diagon Alley then ever.

Better owl Dean and tell him there's no hope of meeting up in Diagon Alley.

Ever.

Hair status: Frizz Factor 4- Hair Brushes Beware.