November 9th

Woke up with my hair looking like a porcupine's arse. It was sticking straight up and would not lie flat despite the amount of hairspray me and Kit put into it.

Passed Victoria Penrose in the hallway who was kind enough to sneer and said "Nymphadora-there's an animal on your head." Causing all of her little minions to start shrieking hysterically.

To do list- KILL VICTORIA PENROSE!

On the bright side, Horatio noticed me today- he looked up from his porridge at breakfast over at Ravenclaw table and chocked on his spoon in surprise from my hair. His friend, had to hit him on the back a few times to get him breathing again.

So I was noticed by Horatio! Just…not in the way I was hoping.

It's a start nonetheless.

November 14th

There was a picture of a naked bloke in the library book. Me and Kit fell into silent giggles and unfortunately Madam Pince came right around the shelves to see me drawing comments on the margins of the book.

If she had it her way- I'd be expelled.

As it is-me and Kit have detention polishing the trophy room tonight.

November 17th

Was called "Nutty Nymphadora" three times today. "Tripping Tonks"…twice.

I hate school.

November 21st

Letter from my parents today…They want me to write back and tell them how school is going. Yeah right.

I put on more makeup today then usual…actually I don't really wear much at all… because we had double period with the Ravenclaws in potions.

When I finally reached the dungeons, my cheeks were so red they looked as if I had a fever and my eyes were bloodshot from having poked myself in the eye with the mascara wand.

The only time I ended up calling attention to myself in class was when my cauldron somehow lit on fire when I was staring at Horatio who was laughing at his friends across the room.

Kit kept tugging my sleeve for a minute and it was only when I finally snapped and said "What!" turning around to face her that I realized it was on fire.

Class was delayed for awhile and when we left the dungeons and my robes snagged on a suit of armor-jerking me backwards, much to the laughter of the surrounding crowd…I wondered just how painful it would be to throw myself off of the astronomy tower.

November 30th

I am going to try to study…I'm going to buckle down and work really hard at all my subjects. I'm in divination now and I'm going to really try and-

I think Arthur Whitehall is picking his nose on the other side of the classroom. UGH! That's disgusting! His knuckle is practically all the way up his nostril!

Gag. Gag. Gag.