A/N: Hihi! I know I'm going slightly (in the loosest sense) off the story plot. Don't flame me for it. If you carry a flamethrower, please kindly place it 54366km away from me. Thank you!
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Entry Twelve
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Went to St Mungo's today. Dressed up just in case there was a yoga class there. Thought I looked absolutely smashing in my purple leotard. Reckon I need a bit of a tan though. My skin looks too unfashionably pale. In the meantime I've decided to use fake tan spray. On the way to St Mungo's I caught people staring at me. How rude. Still, am rather flattered people are noticing me. It's a change from people noticing Potter all the time.
Arrived at St Mungo's and entered to see a line of people with…unusual characteristics. There was even a witch with three noses! They must have been rehearsing for a play of something. Went up to the receptionist. She gave me one look and sent me to the 4th floor. Went to floor and realised big sign that said 4th Floor: Spell Damage. Was thoroughly offended and left immediately. I swear some places have no idea how to treat potential customers. Confronted Quirrell again. Left him in a snivelling wreck. Am rather pleased with myself. Later indulged myself with a block of Honeyduke's best chocolate. Hope I didn't gain more weight. Did 20 minutes of aerobics and tap dancing afterwards just in case. Unfortunately, the rest of the staff walked in in the middle of my tap dancing routine. Slightly awkward moment. They all started to back away. Quirrell was laughing himself mad. Wish he would dive into a piranha infested pond dressed as roast beef. Yum…roast beef… Hope I'm not turning cannibalistic. Told the staff I had spare leotards if they wanted to join me. Surprisingly, Dumbledore, Flitwick and Sprout took one. Said they'd eaten too much during Christmas. Secretly think they just wanted my leotard. Orange, green and pastel pink are very stylish these days. Minerva said we were being ridiculous. Said ballet was much better for losing weight. Also said tutus were more fashionable than leotards. Wonder what I'll look like in a tutu… Trelawney also wanted to join us but I had conveniently 'run out' of leotards. Secretly have a stash hidden in a trunk. Hehe. Am so evil. And brilliant. And stunning in leotards. Don't know what Minerva doesn't see I me…