I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_hydra]

How is everyone feeling? We're supposed to be happy, I suppose.

I'm happy about some things, but not about others. I'm happy that the bomb in the school didn't explode. And that members of my family weren't killed. Yet I'm a rather sick at the thought of how many people who weren't involved were killed. And then there's those strange things they've said about what was done to the airport. It can't have been good.

When I was little and first heard the word "airport," I thought it was a place for ships that carried air in their cargo.

I keep thinking about odd memories like that and getting distracted. In Potions yesterday, I nearly exploded our dizziness draught by stirring in billywig eyes instead of black beetle eyes. If Remy hadn't shouted at me just as I was about to add them, we would have probably both slept in hospital wing last night. And this morning, I tried to re-read my Arithmancy notes and could barely follow them, which I suppose means I wasn't concentrating during lessons. At least I'm not the only one. I've seen a lot of people who look as if they're having trouble concentrating.

And did anyone see that Mummy said some rather unkind things to Madam Umbridge on the journals? It made me a little pleased, just for a second, but then I remembered that she doesn't really deserve that - even if she does hate kittens. And you know, if Mr Yaxley is injured that probably means that Mummy is in charge of MLE, which I'm sure she doesn't like one bit. She doesn't like having to manage people and mind little details, so it's probably driving her mental. That pleases me a little, too.

That's all. I just felt like talking to all of you.

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[alt_ron]

Hey, you.

We've got a rematch this weekend sometime, yeah?

And are you going to try out for Greengrass's musical thinger? You should, y'know. You'd be good. And it'd look good if you did, too.

That's why I'm doing it.

Well, that and maybe I'll get another mad death scene!

[alt_sally_anne]

She'd be mad not to write one in, just for you. Arista Selwyn will SURELY demand to come see the play if you'll be in it!

[alt_evelyn]

You were brilliant. I'm sure they'll give you a part.

I couldn't get in front of people like that. Even if it would look good.

[alt_ron]

Well if it's just nerves, I've got a brilliant idea! We could use the Vox Similo spell we've been learning, and then you'd just say whatever I say or sing exactly what I sing. And we could make it a dead hilarious act like you were a ventriloquist's doll, y'know? And you wouldn't have to do anything at all or worry about being nervous, see?

Or. Ooooh. We could totally add a twist to it, too, if you wanted. Because partway through, you could show the doll having an idea that turns the tables--I could teach you the spell that makes the other person do exactly what the caster does, so you'd still be singing my song with me and saying whatever I say, but all of a sudden I'd have to do whatever sort of movements you wanted to try. It could be the funniest thing ever!

Is that brilliant or what?!

[alt_evelyn]

Oh.

I'd rather not.

It does sound clever.

I just

I'm sorry.

[alt_neville]

I'd rather she didn't either.

[alt_terry]

Are you fucking mental? Don't you know that's how it starts?

No.