SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSAN! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? YOU TOLD ME YOU'D MEET ME AN HOUR AGO!

Bugger. And now I'm just bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. And still no candy. Bugger.

Everything's SO boring. I mean, I don't even think the teachers are trying this year. I mean, do they think we're complete idiots? Today in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Tolboon taught us how to defend ourselves against a boggart. HONESTLY. I may not have liked that half-breed we had for a teacher in third year, but at least he taught us things challenging for our ages! Isn't this a "special" camp for "gifted" people. And I don't mean that kind of special camp. That's what St. Mungo's is for. I for one am much more superior than the average student. And they teach us rubbish we already know and don't use! I mean, honestly, why do we need to know Riddikulus, seeing as I have servants to get rid of boggarts for me!

I miss last summer. Even with that evil shrubbery that attacked me. At least it was interesting. I wouldn't be complaining if I could actually SHAG SOMEONE. Speaking of which, SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSAN! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?

Ugh. I miss the good ol' days of Slytherin orgies in the common room.

I woke up this morning and the first thing I think is "I want candy". Not that that is so unusual, but, honestly, first thing in the morning? And it's just gotten worse all day. Transfiguration, candy. Potions, candy. Charms, candy. Defense, candy. Herbology, candy. Runes, candy. I am just about ready to Avada Kedavra someone for some GODDAMNEDCANDY!

I have scoured this whole damned camp and MERLIN HELP ME there's no candy. And that sugar free pathetic excuse for toffee that I stole from Granger is NOT CANDY.


CANDY.


In other, slightly calmer news, I've developed a twitch. Methinks sugar will help. And I just said "methinks". I need some candy.

I found this Muggle book called "Through The Looking Glass". It's kind of crazed, talking about this little girl falling through a mirror to this alternate world. And as I was going through it, I found a poem I thought you'd like, Luna.

I guess we're back then, eh? It's been a long time.

I think I'm getting paranoid. It feels like people are watching me at all times. I'll be walking through the halls and just feel...eyes on me. It's...so weird.

That and am I the only one hearing an obscene amount of gossip about all of us? And some of them are completely ridiculous! Like that Theo had sex with a plant. I'm not even kidding. I really don't want to relate the details of it, but it was...rather graphic. That and some other random ones about there being some sort of orgy including me, Luna, Blaise, Theo, Snape, and food (which I think was the food fight, just misconstrued) and some odd rumor about me and Thomas having a secret love affair. It's all ridiculous! I almost got into a fight with a fifth year Hufflepuff about one of them. Although she soon found that bald was not her style.


Am I the only one?

It's about bloody time everyone started posting! Talk about boring! I got so used to reading everyone's journals and then, POOF, no one writes in theirs. I don't really have much to say now. My dad's still on trial. Hung jury, they said. I didn't even think they had juries. I thought it was just judges! Merlin only knows with the Ministry.

Well...not much going on really. My father and Daphne's father's trial is tomorrow. I'm nervous. I'm not going to lie. I'm...scared out of my fucking mind! I mean, what if they put him in Azkaban permanently for Merlin's sakes! He'll die there! Or worse... not scared, really, just anxious. He's not going to be convicted. Just because that great oaf Scrimgeour is going to be there and might possibly testify doesn't mean anything. No...not at all.

Thank Merlin for Dumbledore, though. Without him we would be sunk. He's actually giving me the day off today and tomorrow for the trial and Daphne as well. And he's even put me in an empty teacher's room so that I can be alone. It's starting to make me think he knows Occlumency, seeing as I was thinking that I wished I didn't have homework and could be alone for once.

Anyway, is anyone alive out there? I haven't really heard much from anyone for quite some time. I hope no one's given up on writing in these journals. It's...kinda nice knowing that you're all there. If that even makes any sense. So how's everyone doing? Alive, dead, halfway between? Swamped with schoolwork or bored? C'mon, tell me! I want to hear from everyone about what they've been up to! And I mean everyone.


((OOC: By the way, WISH ME HAPPEH BIRTHDAY! -it was the 24th))

((OOC 2: Ignore Pansy's EXTREMELY slightly OOC moment.))

I feel so twitchy. It's like I just can't stop going. Does that make any sense? I've been running around all day doing absolutely nothing.

I do have to admit, I am a little nervous, though. The Ministry suspects my father of being a Death Eater (which he ISN'T) and he's in Azkaban right now. I got a letter today from Mum telling me about it. The trial will be in a few days and my father's holding up and everything, but the whole thought of him being in Azkaban terrifies me. I'm sure it's much better without the Dementors around, but Azkaban itself is awful. Since they reopened, they've gotten new guards that are just as close to the Dementors as you can get. We don't know much more about them since, apparently, my father isn't supposed to give details and the information was scurgified from the page by the guards themselves.

It frightens me, though. The Ministry has been so paranoid since the infamous battle took place in their building. They just arrest anyone slightly suspicious and practically make it where they're convincted, regardless of the truth. I mean, look at what they did to that one driver of the Knight Bus. I highly doubt he had anything to do with the Death Eaters. He didn't have that crazed look in his eye that the majority of them have. I'm just...worried...

On a...slightly higher note, I seem to be doing better in school. I think Longbottom's right, that camp really made school this year a breeze. I wonder if that was Dumbledore's plan...

I think I'll do that 10 Secrets thing Finnigan was on about.

So...school? Yeah...school...

I don't...even know why I kept this journal. Dumbledore said we didn't have to use them anymore after the camp ended. I doubt anyone else will write in them anymore. I don't even know why I'm writing in it.


Everyone seems back to normal. Except for us. I've noticed some of the ones who went to the camp. They don't...look right at Hogwarts anymore. So much has changed, so many boundaries broken. I even saw some Slytherins at the Hufflepuff table. Kind of scary. But nice.

I haven't really talked to anyone yet. 3 days in and I don't think I've said one word to anyone. I mean, all the girls gather around me, and I just don't say a word. I don't feel like I have anything to say.

And I haven't seen...any of my new friends from camp. I wonder if they changed. I wonder if they even like me anymore. I mean, at the camp, we're all separated from everything else, so naturally friendships...and more form. So maybe sh...they've come to their senses. I mean I've never been a great girlfr...friend and maybe they've realized that. I mean sh...THEY are back with their old friends. Maybe I need to go back to my friends, too.


But everything's...changed