Current mood:

worried

er. Constant Vigilence, of course.
Well, then.

Zach.

NOT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</u>



Fuck. FUCK. SHITE.

JUSTIN.

Oh shite. He's going to think I'm just some big slag who's snogged all of Hogwarts. Or that I'm just out to snog all the Hufflepuff's.

And Ron's just going NUTTERS and going from threatening to hex him and actually being nice and going on and on about my honour and OH SHITE what if the whole school thinks I'm a SCARLET WOMAN??

I think I'm going to die of embarrassment. Oh. Right. Poor word choice. Merlin. THIS IS AWFUL!!!


AND HARYY IS WORRIED ABOUT RON!!! AS IF ITS RON'S REPUTATION AT STAKE!!!

HARRY THINKS I'M A SLAG.

HORRIBLE. HORRID HORRIBLE SWEET MERLIN.

LOCKING MYSELF IN MY DORMITORY.

Today was Professor Moody's funeral and it really was quite lovely. Well, lovely for a funeral, I suppose.

Tonks was right, though. He went in the way that he would have wanted to go - fighting. I think if he'd have gone another way, he'd be sorely dissapointed. Wherever he is.

I'll be in my dormitory if anyone needs me.