Title: My Opinions
Disclaimer in earlier chapters.
Just in case you wanted to know, I'm totally freaking out right now. Apparition Tests are coming up and I couldn't even apparate two feet if I tried. Come to think of it, I couldn't even go one foot. I don't know why Hermione and Harry are worried, though. They've at least done it once, and Hermione passes any test that she takes. I do feel a little bad for Harry because he can't take it until July, but I'd rather wait than fail.
To add to my misery, Snape assigned us a six hundred inch essay. OK, maybe I'm exaggerating, but long enough to destroy my whole day. I don't know much about how to tackle a dementor. Ask Harry, he would know. Unfortunately, Slughorn is still Harry's top priority, so he can't help me with this one.
Is it just me or did Hermione blush when I said that I loved her for proofreading my essay? I'm not hallucinating, am I? That really happened right?
The look on Harry's face when he realized that he would have to tell Hermione about how he told the house elves to follow Malfoy was priceless. The look on her face when she heard that Dobby hadn't slept for a week was even better.
So Malfoy's been sneaking off to the Room of Requirements. I don't know how we didn't think of that before. It seems so obvious now. And Crabbe and Goyle have been transforming into girls. Ha Ha Ha. That's hilarious. I can't understand why they would want to, though. Seems a bit weird, doesn't it?
OK, I have to admit this subject is getting a little boring already. I'd like to continue worrying about my imminent doom, also called an apparition test, if that wouldn't bother too many people. Dobby knows how to apparate. You think he'd teach me? He will if famous Harry Potter tells him he should.
It took me about an hour to fall asleep tonight. How could it take me so long? I was dying in my bed. I noticed Harry hadn't fallen asleep yet either. He was awake even after I was sleeping. I think he's trying to figure out a way into the Room of Requirement. I mean I want to get in there as much as him, but missing sleep is crazy.
As I was doing my daily routine of asking if we knew anyone in the headlines, which I had to admit was getting a little old, Hermione burst out with news of Mundungus being sent to Azkaban for something stupid. And apparently Death Eaters were putting children under the Imperius Curse. That's a new low, even for them.
To begin my splendid day, and I say this with utmost sarcasm, I retreated to the common to finish the conclusion of my essay. You'd think Hermione would have just finished it when she corrected the rest of the paper, wouldn't you? It took me forty-five minutes just to think of what I should write, and the information was already there. The remaining time I just wrote anything I thought of down. Snape will be surprised when he reads about Quidditch matches and house elves. Don't ask me why I was thinking of them.
Barely arriving in time for class, I was there to see Harry get yelled at for being one minute late to class. One minute. How can one be so evil?
He's right. That terrible, less-than-human monster is right. Snape said that I couldn't apparate half an inch across the room and he was right. Lavender came to support me but I didn't even feel like pretending to listen. I didn't feel like hating her at the moment. I didn't even feel like caring that Myrtle was in the boys' bathroom instead of the girls'. All I could think about was how right he was.
No, actually I did fell like listening to Myrtle. It seems she has a crush on a boy, a living boy, one who cries and everything. By this time I felt considerably better, even enough to make fun of Myrtle. That was always fun.
Life is fun. I shouldn't worry too much about the Apparition test. I could just take the extra lessons and try it anyway. If I fail, which I will, I'll just take it with Harry.
I can't believe it. I apparated. Granted I messed up in the process, but I actually apparated. Of course perfect Hermione had no problem and did the 3 D's just right.
I have to take the Apparition Test today and I'm not ready for it. I don't know a thing about apparition. I apparated once and couldn't even land in the right spot. These stupid Ministry handouts don't tell me a thing about what to do except the 3 D's. I thought the instructor just made that up.
Why would Hagrid ask us to go to his pet spider's funeral? I just want a simple answer. I know that he has a twisted sense of magical creatures, but he can't honestly expect us to go, can he? I mean Aragog had his army of flesh eating spiders, my worst fear, mind you, attack us and attempt to devour our bodies. There is NO way that I will be seen near that monster again.
It's official, I'm a genius. There's no denying it after my idea about using Felix Felicis. Some may say that I was lucky to get the idea, but I wasn't on the potion, so I couldn't have been. Even Hermione said it was a good idea and that she hadn't thought of it. If that isn't enough proof that I'm a genius, I don't know what is. No, wait, I'm a genius, I know everything, so I do know what is.
Unfortunately the confidence I was feeling didn't carry over to the test. I wish it had though, I needed it. I left half an eyebrow behind. Half an eyebrow. That little insignificant part of my body has stopped me from passing. "But half an eyebrow! Like that matters," Sorry, did I say that out loud? I guess I'll just have to take it with Harry. I have to admit that Harry and Hermione coming to my defense and saying that the instructor was too hard helped a little. But seriously, half an eyebrow.
What is Harry doing? He's supposed to being getting the memory with my genius idea, not burying a giant spider that tried to kill him. Maybe he did drink Essence of Insanity. I haven't heard of the potion, but there must be one, becasue Harry is acting pretty insane. I can't worry about that, though, Lavender thinks I was doing something with Hermione, alone. I hope she breaks up with me.