Parvati Patil

Maybe if more precautions were taken after Lavender's murder, Sorin would still be here. Lavender was murdered on the steps of the school and now another student has been killed in the Great Hall. It's only going to happen again. I'm not just going to sit around in lockdown, then go out and pretend nothing happened. This is only the beginning, mark my words. We may be quarantined, but you would think the professors here would take some care in trying to protect the students they teach. Instead of accusing them of murder and stunning them. What a cow. I was so proud of this school after our victory last year, and now all I feel is disgust.

Oh, and I won't be available in the evening for the next two weeks. I have detention with Filch. Don't ask.

And I might have lost Gryffindor a significant amount of points. Sorry.

Lavender didn't even get a service. Bloody Slytherins.

I'm tired of all this.

I'm sorry.

[Edited in]
Neville? Has anyone seen Neville?

At least now we'll have visibility and somewhat of a warning if a raving mad Death Eater comes running our way on the grounds.

Somewhat.

I don't care anymore. So what if NEWTs are a few months away. School is pointless. I can't believe all the tosspots in the school let this mess happen. You'd think after the last few years, they'd have learned their lesson.

I'm chucking this journal out the window. I don't want to look at it anymore.

And before you all ask how I'm holding up, how do you think I'm doing?

She Someone said that There must be a mistake What How

[ink spill]

she can't be

I might kill him. I don't need my magic.

No going home for the hols. No shopping in the city. No magic. Happy Christmas!

...I keep forgetting I can't hex things private.

To everyone coming to Stephen and Padma's wedding: Who of us still has their magic? Because of the quarantine, we'll have to be crafty with the preparations for the ceremony and party, so we'll need transfiguring of quills in to flowers, arranging decorations, and the whatnot.

[Failed Private Hex]
I'm not ready to let her go. I'll always be her sister, but he'll become the most important thing in her life. He must be the most important, or it'll never work. But I suppose it's easier to put a smile on and be supportive than to have your best mate and nearly everyone else be cross with you for standing up for what you think is right.

added in a few minutes later with several ink splats that were attempts to scratch out the previous writing
Fucking hell That didn't work as well as I had intended it to.

this cannot be happening. merlin, please.

Lucky it's Saturday, I feel like laying in bed all day. Not to mention I don't feel up to putting effort in to making myself look presentable today. My eyes haven't been this sunken in since last year. It can't be the

[Hexed Private]
Padma says she isn't mad at me and that I'm not rotten. But I don't believe her. I can only imagine what Stephen said to her. Especially after he found out the delay is because of me. I don't think he likes me very much. I don't think anyone likes me very much.

I'm sick of being locked up here. I want to go shopping in the city. Merlin, I even want to see all the holiday lights and decoration. I hate mail ordering, I think I've probably sent a few dozen owls out of commission from all the packages I keep calling for. And nothing ever fits just right, or looks like it did in the catalogue.
[/private]

[Hexed Private]
I'm so sodding selfish. All I said was to wait a few months to get married. As maid of honour, I don't want to have to plan a wedding for in the castle. It's a terrible backdrop for a wedding ceremony. She can't get married yet. I need I should have kept my mouth shut for once. She deserves to happy. I want her to be happy.

And everything she said was true.
[/Private]

I'm rotten. I suppose that means I'll be getting mounds of rocks in my socks, or whatever it is naughty muggle children receive.

I hate Sundays. Even more than Mondays.

[Private to Stephen]
I know I haven't been Padma told me what happened. How are you feeling?

[Hexed Against Hogwarts Professors/Staff]
If there is something that is making Flitwick and Sinistra fearful of students being alone with Slughorn, then why is he still here at all?

Sodding stressed. Need a manicure.

What's all this about a fire?

I figured I'd cave in and start writing in one of these things instead of reading through my sister's all the time. Easier to keep up with news this way, isn't it? I won't have to get up so early every morning for breakfast to overhear see everyone. This is Parvati, by the way.

I wish I could go shopping in the city. Continuously ordering from catalogues and getting things owled isn't working. Apparently you can't order more than three items at a time or your owl will fall right out of the sky. Speaking of clothes, Lavender? You haven't seen one of my red shoes lying about, have you?

Does anyone else smell something...burnt? I hope one of the first years didn't set their hair on fire again.

[Hexed Private to Padma]
Pull your nose out of a book and come spend some time with me. Please?

( Parvati Patil )