Well, a few weeks ago, I came back to my computer from a quick trip to the library to find that it no longer wanted to let me type. That's why I've been absent for so long.
I think what happened was that while I was gone, Nimbus went and jumped on the keyboard. Somehow she managed to mess things up enough that it didn't much like people typing anymore. I only managed to figure this out when I came in the other day to see her about to launch herself from her position clinging to the curtains onto my once-again open laptop.
I think I really need to break her of that habit. Mother won't be too happy to have a cat that is always threatening to land on top of something breakable. I probably shouldn't tell her that that's why the top of my suitcase is all scratched up now. Or how half my origami paper got crumpled up. Or how my hat got nearly torn in half (she tried to hang off of it and it couldn't quite take her weight).
And Mouse is being no help at all, unless you count taking her out so that she can bother other people and jump on top of other people's things. Which does help my situation, I suppose, but not the overall situation.
Also, the suitcase was the best gift I have ever seen. So of course you have to use it in its full capacity, Remus.
I've returned from my exploration of the secret passageway, which is lucky for Minda-- she was just getting ready to go look for me when I returned a few minutes ago, and since it's a fairly small and dark passage I don't think she'd have enjoyed herself very much.
It's also quite a long passage. That's what took me so long. And there is a very curious and interesting room at the end of it, which I want to explore more but which may have to wait until after exams. It appears to be some sort of study, but I've no idea whose, and there are some devices on the desk which I have never seen. It has the feeling of a secret, private room and I felt, standing in it, as if I'd intruded into somebody's inner sanctum. But there was dust on the ground, so I don't think anyone had been there for some time. Curious.
And, Chaeyz, I have acquired a cat. I don't think he's one of yours, though-- he's fully grown, and he's what I think is called a tortishell. He attached himself to me somewhere between the study and the common room on my journey back, and I've no idea whose he is or where he came from. I didn't see him in the study, so if he did come from that direction there must be another room I didn't find.
I must get back to investigate more as soon as possible. School comes first, though, and exams. But there will be some days when I don't have them (as I don't take Runes or Divination or Care of Magical Creatures), and I'll use that time to explore. I really am very curious now.
Minda noticed I've been posting in my journal and said if I really wanted any responses I should post here. So.( Nicknames, among other thingsCollapse )
I also may have discovered a secret passage in the common room. More on that another time.
I have the feeling that this post will consist mostly of thank-yous. So, to start: A thank you to both the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams for having a fairly clean game. I recall only three fouls, which is especially impressive considering the number committed at the last Gryffindor-Slytherin game. Secondly, a thank-you to Hugh, for letting myself and Sirius sit in the Hufflepuff stand with him. I rather think the Hufflepuff stand has a better vantage point than the Gryffindor one; therefore, I'm quite pleased to have watched a match there before I take leave of the school. I do think it rather a pity Gryffindor didn't win, as this was after all James' last game as Captain, and our last match at Hogwarts; but then, it was the same for the Ravenclaw seventh years, so I daresay they're quite happy about all this.
I'm pleased Minda could tear herself away from the Ravenclaw festivities in time to join us in the library for our final study session. In reply to anyone who expressed amazement at Madam Pince's lack of vengence towards us for having the gall to have an exhuberent party -- with cake, no less! -- in the library, I apologize for only smiling enigmatically at the time; I was really enjoying myself too much to explain my little secret. The truth is, I made sure every book in the area was properly put away first, and then, er, cast wards on the bookshelves to make sure not one stray crumb landed on one of Madam Pince's precious books. I am rather surprised such promises were enough to persuade her, of course, but evidently my fastidious care of her books through the years has endeared her to me, at least to the extent that she allowed a party in her library.
As for the last -- well, quite honestly, I wasn't really expecting anyone to give me a present. I feel as though the fifth years have given me as much as I have given them; I had no idea so many of them viewed me as a sort of impromptu instructor rather than a fellow student. I am rather less surprised, of course, that a number of them gave me chocolate; I suppose that predilection is no secret.
No one dare tell them, but the best present by far was the one you lot gave me. I really do need a new suitcase; my old one is practically falling apart, but I always forget to owl home and ask for another, and I don't really suppose my dad would have wanted to provide me with one, anyway, as I shall be out of school so soon. I do rather think that the words on the suitcase are rather false advertising -- what, pray, shall I ever be professor
of? -- but the lettering was some rather good charmwork. And it was a wonderful gift, all told.
I really don't believe I'll be able to study tonight. If anyone discovers themself to be as temporarily mad as I, do come down to the lake and help me bother the squid; it's a lovely evening for it.
The Quidditch Final is tomorrow, as nobody needs telling.
the results of the match, all pranking shall cease when exams begin.
Understood? I shall stop, James will stop, Jenyae will stop.
I'm not saying you can't take up the wars where they left of afterwards, although I think I'll leave mine where it is as quite enough damage has been done already. But please, nothing during O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s.
I have my violin back, and thankfully it plays exactly as it did before, so I don't have to kill anyone.
Thank you for apologising, James.
Don't expect to be in my good graces anytime soon, though.
Minda, I gave the violin to Hugh.
He took it from me, and I would assume that he gave it to you. It is perfectly alright, and will play beautifully.
And, at Sirius' and Remus' requests, I shall be appologizing in public to you in front of the entire school at lunch.
JAMES POTTER YOU ARE SO DOOMED.
BE HELL TO PAY FOR THIS.
I turned eighteen yesterday. The party was grand, and as there are no classes until next week, the party need not end. I shall be celebrating all weekend, and if anyone wants to join in the festivities, they are more than welcome. I am sure that we can get more food from the kitchens quite easilly. Sirius, were you trying to say anything with the present you got me? And Remus, thank you for the copy of Shakespeare
. It means that I won't have to keep nicking your copy.
Also, I am doing my part for all those taking N.E.W.T.s and O.W.L.s. If anyone wants any powdered dragon claw, I have the real thing. No doxy droppings here. I wouldn't peddle them if they were. I also have a few others. If any of you want anything for a little help in the exams that doesn't entail cheating