November 18th
8:02am
Big Divination test today. Firenze is a harder teacher- at least with Trelawney you just have to prophesize doom to get an E. Studied all of last night. I'm thinking in constellations…

12:18pm
Ran into Marvin today. I'm still puzzling over his amazing ability to sigh, stare, nod and speak approximately three octaves above the usual pitch for normal conversation at the same time! Perhaps it is due to Saturn- the planet of squeaky conversations- being in the third house in conjuncture with Uranus. Or maybe he's just from Uranus…

MRR: Hi. Ginny. Salutations! Ginny. (With characteristic sighs, stares and nods)
Me: Salutations… (From Uranus)
MRR: How are you? Ginny. Are you well? Ginny. You look stressed out. Ginny.
Me: Well… OWL year and all can be-
MRR: Oh. Ginny. That must be horrible. Horrible, Ginny. You know what I do when I'm stressed. Ginny?
Me: (Probably has something to do with picking out lime-flavoured jelly beans from the rest.) I have no idea. (Not something I regret not knowing either…)
MRR: Well. Ginny. I love to get myself a good cup of herbal tea. Ginny. I find that when I add a tiny bit of a special potion that you can get from that little Emporium on Diagon Alley-
Me: (My potions essay is due tomorrow. I have two chapters to read for Transfiguration. I still have no clue how to do the Silencing charms, and I have my Divination test to study for. There are probably a million things I could be doing at this very moment, yet I am listening to a Random Ravenclaw discuss the best methods of making tea. Hold on- he's backing away. He's looking slightly frightened. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?)
MRR: Bye. Ginny! (Turns around and flees- definitely a good thing)
Romilda Vane: (Loud giggle from behind me) Hi Ginny!
Me: (Definitely a bad thing) Salutations, Romilda. (Quite a cool word, that. Salutations…)
RV: (Tittering) Oh- ha ha ha! Ginny, you're so funny! (Touches me on shoulder)
Me: (What does she want?) Yes. (Smiles and nods- smiling and nodding? Soon I'll be talking approximately three octaves above the usual pitch…)
RV: So, you're Harry's friend?
Me: Uh… Yeah.
RV: Yeah… How is he? Umm… I was wondering, you know could you?
Me: Could…?
RV: Could… So! How is he!
Me: Good, and-
RV: IwaswonderingifyoucouldtellmewhatHarrylikes?
Me: (Ooh! This could be interesting.) Sorry, didn't catch that.
RV: (Whispering, avoiding eye contact) I was wondering if you could tell me what Harry likes…
Me: (Loudly) What who?
RV: (Shrieking) HARRY! What does he like?
Me: Well-
RV: (Blushes madly, suddenly stands up straighter and whacks me on shoulder) It was so much fun to talk to you, Ginny! We really must spend more time together! (Runs off)

Hair Status: 2.5-Mischievious Mane

November 20th
5:47pm- In the Corridor, Outside of the Common Room, Far Away From Romilda
RV: So, Ginny! How are you! That's great! I see you are drinking pumpkin juice! Does Harry like pumpkin juice?
Bunch of Mindless Fourth Years: (Gasp) Harry likes pumpkin juice? (Start pouring selves large goblets of pumpkin juice. Two particularly mindless Mindless Forth Years start fighting over who likes pumpkin juice most)
Me: Er. Well… Not that I've noticed? (They put back pumpkin juice and look at goblets suspiciously)

RV: Hey Ginny! How are you! That's great! We should really hang out more! Come to our dorm tonight! We can chat! Does Harry like to chat! What does he like talking about!
B of MFY: (Gasp) Harry likes to chat? I like to chat too! (All start babbling wildly)

RV: Hey Ginny! How are you! That's great! Your hair looks amazing today! It's so fiery! Does Harry like red hair! I was thinking of going red!
Me: Well I've never really asked him…
RV: Oh, would you! How kind of you to offer to talk to him!
B of MFY: (Gasp) You're going to talk to him?

How odd will that sound in a conversation? I can just see it now…

Scenario One:
Me: Harry, do you like red hair?
HP: Well, on a Firebolt, I personally find…

Scenario Two:
Me: Harry, do you like red hair?
HP: Yes. I adore it! I hope Romilda dies her hair red!

Scenario Three:
Me: Harry, do you like red hair?
HP: No.
Me: Oh.
HP: Frankly, I think it's hideous. In fact, I think you're hideous. Why am I even talking to you? (Walks off with look of disgust)

Yeah, definitely not asking him.

5:53pm
It's quite boring sitting in a corridor by myself. Hiding from Romilda… May as well start that essay.

5:57pm
Question One: Explain the importance of Syrup of Hellebore to the Draught of Peace. No clue. There goes Harry. Maybe I should ask him.

6:08pm- Outside Statue of Gargoyle
Harry dropped his wand, so I ran after him, but he went up the staircase behind this rather scary looking statue. If I remember correctly from Second Year, this is Dumbledore's office.

6:09pm
Should I go after him? Missing your wand is not a good thing. Mollywobbles would send me a howler if I lost mine.

6:10pm
Okay. I think I'll go up and give it to him.

Me: Hello, Gargoyle. May I please go up? I have to give something to Harry.
Gargoyle Statue: (Looks foreboding)
Me: Please?
GS: (Looks foreboding)
Me: Drat. There's a password, isn't there? Let's see. What did Harry do? He bit his nails… (Bites nails) This isn't working… He said something… What did he say?
GS: (Looks foreboding)
Me: It sounded something like… Acid Pops?
GS: (Springs happily aside in a rather non-foreboding way)
Me: Lucky guess…

6:13pm-Outside Dumbledore's Office
The door is slightly ajar- that means it's not private, right? So I'm allowed to go in and give him back his wand, right? I'll knock first…

6:14pm
They didn't answer. I'll go in. What else would I do with the wand? Leave it out here? No, the gargoyle might eat it…

6:40pm-Back in Dorm
Hmm. That was unusual. Maybe doors ajar do mean things are private.

I walked in and Harry and Professor Dumbledore were intently concentrating on a… a bowl of clouds. Well, not quite clouds, more like… bright, silver clouds… A bowl of bright, silver clouds then.

I called out to them that Harry had dropped his wand, but they didn't turn around or look up- in fact, they seemed almost frozen, or mesmerized by the Clouds. I placed the wand next to a glass bowl of Sherbet Lemons. Didn't really want to disturb them.

The Cloud Bowl is so pretty. I was really tempted to look in it myself.

Hair Status: 1.8- Clumpy Clouds of Curls

November 23rd
8:19am
Ron is still getting the bad side of Hermione's wrath. Perhaps I ought to stand up for him, but he really deserves. It's impossible to walk through the common room without being treated to a lovely display of Face Eating, featuring Ronald Weasely and Lavender Brown.

Hermione Granger: (Over large stack of books) Ginny will you please pass me the pumpkin juice?
Me: It's by Ron. I can't reach.
HG: Ginny, will you please ask Ronald Weasely to pass me the pumpkin juice.
Me: Ron. Will you pass Hermione the juice.
Ron Weasely: (Spraying toast in all directions) Will I what?
HG: (Shrilly) WELL IF YOU DON'T KNOW BY NOW I'M NOT TELLING YOU! (Throws books in book bag and stomps off)
RW: What?

November 25th – One Month Until Christmas!
10:32am-Back in Dumbledore's Office
This morning, Jasmine got an owl. It seems Katie didn't regain consciousness after they gave her a potion they thought would solve it all. Jas said she'd be fine, but she completely broke into tears in Transfiguration. I was asked to escort her to Dumbledore's office and now I'm sitting here with nothing to do while Dumbledore talks to her. Think he'd notice if I take a sherbet lemon?

10:34am
Jas is definitely not getting better. She just knocked over half the stuff on Dumbledore's desk. Including the Sherbet Lemons. So much for discretely nicking a sweet.

10:38am
Albus Dumbledore: There, there, Miss Bell. Let's go down to the Kitchens and get some hot buttered scones. (How does he know how to make everyone happy? I should have got her hot buttered scones! I'm her best friend!)
Jasmine Bell: (Still sobbing) 'nks.
AD: (With a twinkle) Miss Weasley, would you be so kind as to place those books and artifacts back onto my table, please?

He said place them. He didn't say "Place them and make sure every sweet is accounted for," now, did he?

10:41am
There's the Cloud Bowl, in the cabinet behind his desk. He said place them, not "place them and leave right away without looking at anything bright and silvery." A quick look can't hurt, can it?

10:43am
It looks so pretty, and silvery... I can almost see things swirling there, in the mists. He never said I couldn't touch-