Rose Weasley

[Private to George]

The answer is yes.

At the risk of overinflating your ego, how are you so awesome?

[Weasleys and Potters, 6th year Ravenclaw girls]



HELP ME

Hugo, I hate when you're right

THIS IS THE WORST TIMING EVER

What. just. happened.

Normally I don't go around telling things that have been said in privacy wards, but this is kind of necessary.

I don't know if any of you read George's last journal entry, but I had to go and ask him what was bothering him, and curiosity killed the cat.

He gave a long and rambly cryptic response, I made the mistake of asking him to elaborate, and then he rambled on some more and said it was about us. From what I infer, he wants to have a relationship, but he doesn't want to ruin things between us, and THEN. WAIT FOR IT. He says he's out of his mind and to forget he said anything.

I... what. What do I say? What do I do? I'm just really confused right now. It's like he opened Pandora's box, and, I just.

I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS RIGHT NOW.

Congratulations, Beauxbatons. You played a great game.


[Private]

Ugh, fuck everything. I can't believe we lost so badly. I haven't done the math, but I think this means we're in third behind Beauxbatons now overall?

FML. I don't know what I'll do if we don't even make the final. We have to. Losing the final would be bad enough, but not even making it? I don't even want to think about it.

So the hospital wing's not exactly where I'd like to be right now, but it's totally worth it. What a game! I only wish I could have seen the end of it. Not that I had to see it to know that you were brilliant, James. The whole team was! And speaking of brilliant- good game, Durmstrang!

I didn't think the best day of this week for me would involve me spending most of it here in the hospital wing, but all the broken bones and bruises in the world can't ruin my day. Hogwarts is back on top!

[Charles]

Um. So.

Sorry about what happened on the pitch the other day. I was under the influence of love potion. Can we just forget it ever happened? Once again, I'm really sorry.




[Private]

Merlin, that was awkward. And yet, I can't help but think it could have been a lot worse, considering what I've seen. But did it have to be a teammate? I can't let the awkwardness get in the way of the match, and I don't think Charles would, but still. I mean, I cut my hair and bought those new magic contact lenses for nothing, all because of a potion! It does look kind of nice, though. Maybe I'll keep them.

[Private]

Charles doesn't like me back. What's wrong with me? Would he like me if I were prettier, more fanciable?

And why do I want him even more now? I need to find a way to make him feel the same way I do.


[Warded to Hugo and Avery]

Can I ask you guys a favor?

[Private]

I've tried to ignore this. Two whole days of rationalization and repression. I can't hold back anymore. Why can't I stop thinking of Charles? And how did I not notice how hot he is? I don't know what's going on with him and Macmillan, but all's fair in love and war, right? I just need to find a way to get him alone...


[Warded to Charles]

Hey, I have something to ask. What with the game against Durmstrang, I want everything to be perfect. I've been practicing drills outside of practice, usually I work on dodging Bludgers with Hugo or Gee, but you're loads better than either of them, so if you have the time, do you want to head out to the pitch after classes?

Merlin's beard, I know Friday the 13th was supposed to be unlucky, but I wasn't expecting this!

Only two more exams left! Thursday can't come soon enough.

Corrie, are you okay? And why do people keep thinking I'm you?

Well, that's it for Career Day. It was nice seeing my parents, even if I am going to see them again in a couple of weeks. I still haven't decided between Quidditch and Herbology, but I still have another year to worry about this, and learning more about being a Herbologist was pretty cool. Apparently there are summer internships. Maybe I'll try one out this summer, to help me get a better idea of what it's like, and help me make a decision.

[Warded to Louis]
Can you help me brush up on my French? I've been dared to dress up as Joan of Arc and speak in French for "a matter of hours", however long that is. I guess it's a minimum of two.

[Warded Private]

Well. Hm. Dressing up like Joan of Arc and speaking French, and clucking like a chicken should be easy in comparison to my other dare. The hickey dare. How would I even begin? I mean, I don't have to do it. But maybe it might be a good idea. I mean, after what Elodie and Lysander said...

So, it's limited to the boys in my year, which... wow, really doesn't leave much. I mean, most of the 6th year boys are either dating someone, not-quite-dating someone but semi-involved enough that I'd still feel like a total slag if I asked to give them a hickey, or related to me. That doesn't leave much. Sev is probably the most likely to say yes, but I'd rather not go there. I guess that leaves Nicholas and Hamish.

I think I'd probably feel less stupid asking Hamish.

[Warded to Hamish]

Hey, do you have a minute? I have a question for you. A favor, really. But you don't have to say yes if you don't want to!

[Warded Private]

We won. And we're ahead in the standings.

So why do I feel so shitty? I can't even talk to anyone or even make a public entry about the game.

Because I was bloody awful, that's why. If James hadn't caught the Snitch, we would have lost. We might have won, but I had nothing to do with it- I may as not as well have played, letting in the Quaffle 16 times and only making 2 saves. I can do better than this, and I can't let myself do this again. But if I'm back in form when we play Beauxbatons, will people think I only played badly because of what Warbeck said? Are they already thinking that? Does Flint think that?

And therein lies the problem. I need to stop letting others' opinions get to me like this. I need to focus. Vasili and his shirtlessness wasn't the problem- I mean, I shouldn't have let myself get distracted back when I ran into the tree, but that was then. I wasn't thinking about his abs during the game. What I was thinking about was trying to prove myself to Flint after he started nagging me because of Warbeck's journal entry, and I got all messed up. I shouldn't have let what he said get to me. I still don't think what he said was right- I mean, I could be wrong, but I don't remember him giving Danny grief over ACTUALLY DATING Willow, who will actually be playing in matches against us, and Danny would be expected to fling Bludgers at her. Not that Danny shouldn't be able to date who he wants, but it's just that I have to wonder if there wasn't a double standard there. But I still shouldn't have let him affect me like that. If it isn't his business, I shouldn't treat his opinion of my personal life or lack thereof as important.

...Flint's still a dick, though.


[Private to Georgie]

Can we try yoga again on Monday? I really need to stick to it, I can use all the help with focusing I can get.

[Weasleys and Potters]

Does Warbeck have something against us all, or is it just that we're so numerous at least one of us is bound to appear in one of her "reports" every time?

Also, I'm pretty sure she's either an animagus or has spies everywhere.

[Weasleys and Potters]


Well, that snowfall at breakfast yesterday was certainly over-the-top. And I thought nothing could top the invitations from three years ago.

That was the best birthday ever! I have a feeling 17 is going to be a good year.

So, some of the entries on here have got me thinking about costumes, and I might try something different and go as a garden. Maybe even a rose garden, as a play on my name! I just need a green dress and I can decorate it with flowers, and wear flower jewelry and put flowers in my hair. Ophelia, can you help me put it all together if you wouldn't mind? I might buy the dress, but arranging the flowers on it could prove to be tricky.

What's everyone else planning on going as?

[Private to Corrie]

Has your mother lost her mind?

It's nice to be back! I feel like me again. And now I can finally get back into my dorm!

WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF ALL OF THIS? For all we know, it's all for the professors' amusement! And even if it did have some good purpose, would it have killed them to OBTAIN OUR CONSENT? And in the case of those of us who are underage, parental permission? We have to have signed permission forms to go to Hogsmeade, but they can force us to make and take potions that alter our bodies like this? In what universe does that even make sense?

MERLIN'S BEARD.

Is it possible to flail to death?

Well, that's it for the trials. Now's the hard part: waiting. I feel like a few years have already gone by, waiting to find out whether or not I made the team! Attempting to distract myself doesn't seem to be working. I can't concentrate on anything but thinking about the results!

I can't believe it, the Quidditch team trials are less than two weeks away! I'm so glad I don't have morning classes- more time to get ready for the tryouts. I wish it were the 18th already!

Onto other subjects, starting classes on a Friday made me wonder why we always arrive at Hogwarts on September 1st.

Question for the foreign students: Is there a specific date you arrive at your school every year, or is it decided in another way? I'm just curious to see if this is common everywhere, or it's just Hogwarts.