A/N: Yay! Another chapter!

Entry: 5 (again)

Mood: in pain

Eating: Morphine

Listening to: The Voices

UGH! Halloween was an absolute disaster. That retard Quirrel let a TROLL into the castle to distract so he could try to get the Stone. Idiot. I wonder why he wants it? Why would anyone want to live longer than they have to? Life sucks.

Anyway, I went to head him off, which worked except that stupid three-headed dog bit my leg off, practically. I have a gaping wound, but does Dumbledore fire the turban man and instate me in his place? Oh, no. Of course not. Quirrel is still alive and I am still Potions Master. Bugger.

And I can't get Pomphry to work on my leg because Dumby wants this whole thing 'kept quiet.' Infuriating old bat.

To Do:

buy shampoo

ask Filch whether the yellowish pus is a bad thing

Entry: oh, go die

Mood: EXTREMELY PISSED OFF

Turns out pus is not a good sign. So Filch decided to play nurse and bandage up my leg. All was fine and dandy until the Potter Brat stuck his head through the door. He wanted some book or something. Who even cares? I spitted him with my best 'You shall die and I shall consume your soul' death glare and he squeaked (which was mildly amusing) and ran off. BUT he knows about the bite! And Filch was chasing some First years around near the forbidden corridor…I've got a terrible feeling that Potter Brat II is even more nosey than Potter Brat I was…if that's even possible. I HATE HIM!

To Do:

Kill Potter and eat his innards

Throw up and cremate said innards so they will not contaminate the (slightly more) innocent children of the future

Get more bandages

Entry: 4013137400100

Mood: neutral

Drinking: pumpkin juice

Listening to: Beethoven's Fifth Symphony

The leg is healing, Potter hasn't (overly) bothered me in some time, and everything seems sort of ok. Except that Quirrel is still alive and teaching. And I am still Potion's Master.

I'm trying to figure out why Quirrel wants the Stone. As I mentioned earlier, life sucks so why sustain it longer? Quirrel doesn't even seem that happy anyway. Although he did attempt to murder the Potter Brat during the Quidditch match.

Dumbledore still just wants 'an eye kept on him.' Um, he's trying to KILL THE STUDENTS! As much as I detest Potter, Quirrel is clearly an incompetent teacher. Anyway, I saved the stupid boy's life (there, life debt to Potter I taken care of. Next time maybe I'll let him die) and then Granger the Know-it-all set fire to my robes. Only I can't prove it. Boo.

And Slytherin lost. Potter Brat II nearly swallowed the snitch and they still won! UGH.

To Do:

set fire to Granger's robes, see how she likes it

stalk Quirrel

ask Dumby's doctor how fast the old guy's going senile

Entry: trapdoor

Mood: mildly homicidal

Listening to: Shelob's Lair by Howard Shore

Mmmmm, giant spiders. Just the thing for Quirrel's Christmas gift, don't you think? Too bad they won't sit to be wrapped….

So, speaking of Christmas, it will be the BUGGERATION from HELL this year because a. Quirrel is staying b. Dumbledore is staying and c. Weasley offspring numbers 3-6 are staying. UNGH! AND the Potter Brat II is staying! Does the world really hate me or something? Huh? Well, I think we can answer that with a resounding 'yes!'

On a brighter note, the Granger Know-it-all is going home for break. Thank God.

To Do:

acquire giant spider eggs and lots of wrapping paper

buy shampoo

get some socks for Dumbledore's gift

Entry: portal

Mood: whatever

Eating: crisps

Drinking: something vaguely alcoholic

Listening to: Mussorgsky's Pictures at an Exhibition

I'm having a sort of list-making day. Those are fun. I can makes lists like:

Reasons I hate Christmas

Quirrel

Getting sucky presents

Giving sucky presents

Mistletoe

Creepy old man

Memories

Quirrel

Weasleys

Happiness

Reasons the Weasley Offspring Bother Me Immensely

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Percy Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ron Weasley

That other one…forgot his/her name

The red hair

They're egotistical

They (usually) suck at Potions

They (usually) lack brains

Quidditch skills

Head Boy status

Potter connections

Dungeon-blowing-up incidents

Everyone else likes them

Reasons That I Actually Didn't Get Dumbledore Socks for Christmas

Wtf does he want them anyway?

Too cold to go to Hogsmeade

They were much funner to incinerate than wrap

The flying pigs ate them on the way to build a snowman with the devil

I forgot his shoe size

It's so much easier to get an old book

Buying lemon drop patterned socks usually attracts weird looks from other shoppers

Not in the job description

I think he'll find the list in the back of the book of how to kill/main/fire Quirrel RIGHT NOW more interesting

Was lazy

Didn't want the roast to burn

Got committed instead. Woo hoo!

Entry: yonder

Mood: bleh

Drinking: Eggnog

I hate Christmas. Really. Everyone gives presents to people they wish were dead (hope Quirrel enjoys the arsenic-laced muffins) and some kid randomly decides to break into the restricted section of the library at midnight. Hello? Someone clearly needs a hobby.

Did have a cheerful little Quirrel intimidation session, though. The idiot just stuttered in my face.

The Twins from the Inferno sent me dragon dung for Christmas. Disgustingly, it was ancient stuff and blew up because of gasses building up inside. Ew. On the bright side, they get to clean it up. McG pretended to be furious, but I think she was laughing once they left. Wrinkly old hypocritical bat.

Once break is over, I think I'll assign a three foot long essay. On the uses of toadstools. Yes… the great part is toadstools are only used in one potion…eh heh heh

To Do:

clean my robes for proper swooping-about-the-dungeon usage

Prefect meeting tomorrow (wtf do I have to officiate?! Oh, yeah, the stupid Head Boy and Girl are on vacation. Morons)

Buy shampoo already!

Entry: irritated

Mood: Oh, wait…

Drinking: nothing……..

Notes Taken During Prefect Meeting

I hate this. They all ignore me anyway so what's the point of being here? Snobs. Think they're sooooo great because they get to order eleven-year-olds around. Well, so do I and I can take off points so ha! My God, who made Roger O'Reilly a prefect? The guy's so stupid that his last conversation of any merit was with plankton. Or something…that was only really funny in my head.

Whatever. Enough of this crap.

To Do:

actually come to Prefect-choosing meetings

continue to piss Weasley 3 off by calling him Percival

kill Quirrel

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