Daphne Greengrass

Good news!

I've been named as Head Girl for the next school year. The titles have not, as we feared, gone to Seamus and Padma. Linus Moon is Head Boy, and he ought to be easy enough to work with. He's very much all bluster and Byron, but is decidedly not someone who will go around Cruciating firsties. The worst I anticipate from him is getting in the way. Oh, and the fact that Padma has a history of manipulating him for her own agenda is something else to watch out for, to say nothing of his boot-licking worship of Headmaster Dolohov. If I can stay on good terms with Padma, then hopefully Moon's friendship with her won't be a problem.

One thing I am uncertain about is what role Head Boy and Girl will fill now that three (student) council members will be at school? Surely they must outrank the Head Boy and Head Girl, but to what extent are they expected to enforce school rules and policy? Hydra, do you know? If not, I suppose this is probably a good question to bring to the Headmaster.

So did you bin her gift into the fire or do the decent thing and open it? Or at least put it aside until you're feeling less raw about the whole thing.

But you didn't really think you'd end up with Padma in the long haul, did you? Her parents would never allow it, and whatever excitement you got out of quarreling together would have eventually gone sour.

And I hope you're still not holding Draco responsible. You know as well as I do how mortified he was by that entire display.

Anyway, as far as birthdays go, I'm sure you've had better. But you are of age now, so at least there's that.

Padma, did you have a nice time in Hogsmeade with Davies? You probably weren't in any state to notice, but I didn't go to the village today. I was just so caught up in looking through back issues Cut Above and Posh that I utterly forgot to leave on time, and by the time I noticed, it wasn't worth it to walk all the way out.

There are loads of articles about Professor Razzer. A lot are about his quidditching days, and the things he got up to with his teammates and female fans, and the dates that he brought to important social events. None of it seemed like it might have been about my Mother. Well, none of it except for this:

This Quidditch Star might be benched, but it hasn't kept him from stepping out with an old flame this Valentine's Day! But does her fiancé know that she's been blowing on her old lover's coals? Or that she'll soon be starting to show? This Lady Romeo had better decide who the Father is, or she'll be left in the cold with no ring at all.

It's dated from February 14, 1979.

You don't suppose...

Well, it might be about anyone, but you know how coded these "obscure items" can be. And Lady Romeo?

Mother's maiden name is Montague.

MONDAY
9:00 - 11:00 -- Defense Against The Dark Arts w/Ravenclaw
11:00 - 12:00 -- Transfiguration
12:00 - 13:00 -- Lunch
13:00 - 14:00 -- Study Hall
14:00 - 15:00 -- Astronomy (lecture)
15:00 - 16:00 -- Study Hall
Night -- Astronomy (practical)

TUESDAY
9:00 - 11:00 -- Study Hall
11:00 - 12:00 -- Charms
12:00 - 13:00 -- Lunch
13:00 - 14:00 -- History of Magic
14:00 - 16:00 -- Study Hall

WEDNESDAY
9:00 - 11:00 -- Potions w/Hufflepuff
11:00 - 12:00 -- Study Hall
12:00 - 13:00 -- Lunch
13:00 - 15:00 -- Herbology w/Hufflepuff
15:00 - 16:00 -- Study Hall

THURSDAY
9:00 - 10:00 -- Transfiguration
10:00 - 12:00 -- Study Hall
12:00 - 13:00 -- Lunch
13:00 - 16:00 -- Study Hall

FRIDAY
9:00 - 10:00 -- Charms
10:00 - 11:00 -- Muggle Studies
11:00 - 12:00 -- Study Hall
12:00 - 13:00 -- Lunch
13:00 - 15:00 -- Study Hall

Other: flying II, music lessons, dance lessons, dueling primer (try to find someone in dueling club already?)

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It’s good to be back at Hogwarts.

Padma’s right, Diagon Alley is wiz-nift! Mother took me to Malkin’s since I’ve grown, and to get a new satchel. We stopped in at Ollivander’s to show off my wand, and he said he liked it very much. No new cauldron, though, so I’ll have to make do with this.

Papa also sent me off with sweets. If anyone would like some, I left a bowl in the common room. You’re welcome!

I made sure to tell Malfoy and Marvolo they could have some if they wanted any, after the wonky night they had. Malfoy almost went spare when he found out Marvolo wasn’t on the train. There was a problem getting past the platform, and Weasley said he thought it was hexed. So Weasley nicked his father’s charmed car and flew it to Hogwarts. They crashed into the Whomping Willow, missing sorting and everything. (Congratulations again to Hydra!) I’m not sure they even had supper.

I’m just glad everyone’s all right. Weasley’s helping take care of the poor willow.

Schedules are out, and Slytherin is nearly done with its Loyalty Oaths. Marvolo and I were talking about it when he signed. It must be queer to sign something swearing to your father, but he is the Lord Protector. He was kind of shirty with me, but I might be too after the day he had. It's already forgiven.

Now, it's time to feed Omen. She looks hungry . . .