30th August

10:56am

Last day at The Burrow. Will be sad to leave Mollywobbles and Dad. Not Phlegm though. She's been giving me dirty looks every since her little 'wart problem'.

Now that I think about it, that's probably one of Phelgm's worst fears. I guess it was a bit harsh… but, come on, making me snort? In front of everybody? Even Harry and Hermione?

Forgot to mention, while cleaning the attic, I found this really old board game. Knights of Hum Keli. I think I'll pack it in my trunk, to show to the girls. Better start packing.

11:28am

I hate packing.

I can't believe it's almost time to go back to Hogwarts. It has been such a eventful summer… I'm also a bit nervous. OWL year is suppose to be very stressful. Even Fred and George were seen to work once in a while.

2:01pm

Have finally finished packing my trunk, which includes:

-10 textbooks

-23 quills

-school robes

-weekend clothes

-new perfume

-Toiletries

-1 wand

-1 cauldron

-1 VERY FLAT PYGMY PUFF.

Poor Arnold. SOMEBODY sat on him. Not going to mention names.

Poor Ron, he has purple fluff on his trousers. Serves him right.

Arnold squeaks miserably.

8:04pm

Oh no. Tried a engorgement charm on Arnold. Now he's a bit chubby… well a lot... Atleast he's not flat.

A Reflection on pygmy puffs

There once was a Pygmy Puff who was flat,

He looked like a purple mat

So I did a spell.

That didn't work well,

Now he's incredibly fat.

Hair Status – 2.5 Mischievous Mane (except for Arnold, who's now fat and fluffy).

31st August – Hogwarts express

8:54am

Am sitting in the Ministry's car right now, heading for Platform 9¾. Squished between fat Pygmy Puff and Hermione. Ron is giving me evil glares.

Don't know why that could be.

Actually I do.

After Phlegm kissed Harry goodbye, Ron walked ambitiously up to Phlegm, hoping for a return of his affections, but just then my foot happened to stick out where he was about to step. He trip. Still has dirt on his nose – and still drool on his mouth.

10:32am

Sitting in compartment with Dean, Jasmine, Trillium and Seamus. Great to see them again. Expect for Seamus. Who is constantly blabbering. Can't understand a word he's saying – and no, there is nothing in this diary that he wants to see.

Especially happy to see Dean again. He's now a head taller then me. Oh dear. But still very cute.

Harry asked me to find a compartment with him. Felt kind of bad since I had to say no. A few years ago, I would have raced a warlock for that opportunity. But now I don't like him like that anymore. Really. Of course! Duh.

5:02pm

Parties Attended – 1 (a very odd one)

I thought I was in so much trouble after I gave Zach Smith a Bat Bogey Hex. Instead of getting a detention, I joined the slug club. Apparently our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher thought it was marvelous. Sat in a compartment for 4 hours with Harry, Neville, Cormac McLaggen, Blaise Zabini, and Marcus Belby. Listening to Professor Slughorn blabber on and on about all these successful wizards and witches. Almost died of boredom.

Slughorn: My dear friend Marcus, didn't your sister's cousin's best-friend's father's hairdresser pluck the nose hairs of Merlin?

Marcus: Umm. No.

Slughorn: Well you are useless! Stop eating my candied pineapple!

Well… slight exaggeration on my part, but you get the idea…

Oh Flobberworms! I only have two minutes to change into my school robes.

9:34pm

Brilliant to be back at Hogwarts. So nice to see all the girls in my dorm again. Trillium has told me a long story about five or six handsome boys that she met during the hols. Apparently every single one of them was tall, dark and mysterious, and a good kisser. None of them have names or write to her anymore of course. There was probably just one boy. Trill isn't a liar, but she does overexaggerate. A lot.

It's very hard for me to think straight enough to write. Odylia is channeling very loudly. She's sitting on her bed in some very uncomfortable-looking position, with her eyes closed. And she's humming. Apparently this will bring her luck or something…? She wants me to channel too. I am not going to sit around thinking positive thoughts. And mumbling. And looking v. stupid.

Apparently the quill is too noisy.

Odylia Rosenvelt: SHH! I'm channeling here!

Stacy Elderwood: Oh give it a rest. Channeling won't make a difference in your grade. But studying will! What was it, a Dreadful in Transfiguration?

OR: Watch out, or I'll start channeling negative energy at you!

I think they've gone bonkers. In a few minutes they'll be all teary-eyed over how happy they are to see each other.

9:38pm

Yep. There they are. Being teary-eyed. Told you so.

Stuffed myself on meatballs. They aren't as good as Mollywobbles', but after two weeks with no meatballs…!

Harry came late for the feast, with his face covered in blood. Wouldn't tell me a word about it, as usual. I hate it how he never tells me anything. Dean says not to worry about it. Probably fell down the steps or forgot about a trick staircase, and didn't want to embarrass himself in front of everyone.

Oh! I almost forgot. Snape's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts. He's wanted that job for ages. Wonder why he finally got it. Slughorn's the new Potions professor.

Hair Status: 1.5- Flowing with Positive Energy (as Odylia would say)