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September 2nd, 1998 [02 Dec 2003|10:41pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]

...What a summer. Wow.

I went to so many places, met so many people...

I know I'm being rather vague, but it's just been so long since I sat down and wrote in this thing and I'd be here a week talking about all the things I've done while here in Switzerland...

I head back to England in a little less than two weeks, and I am not looking forward to it. It's going to be mighty hard to leave this place behind.

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July 26th, 1998 [26 Oct 2003|05:43pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]

Spent today in Geneva, and will be spending the next couple days here as well, as Uncle Peter has business, and the whole family (myself included, of course) is with him here.

Like it has been most of this trip, they're going to have a hard time dragging me away...

Aunt Grete took me around for a bit this afternoon, after we arrived, and the first place we went to was Cathédral de St Pierre (St Peter’s Cathedral). Oh... What a piece of archetecture. It's quite small for such a cathedral, but it combines Romanesque, Gothic, and neo-classical styles, which is rather unheard of... I think I snapped half a roll of film there. We couldn't get underground for the tour, sadly, as they were doing a little rennovation, but that would've been brill, had we the chance. Under the cathedral is one of Europe’s largest underground archaeological sites with some good 14th-century mosaics. I would've loved to have seen that... But we did go up the north tower, and had an excellent view of the old part of the city and of Lake Geneva...

And we did a bit of shopping before going to the Jet d’Eau... And oh... what a sight! Here's what my guidebook had to say:

Jet d’Eau (Water Fountain)
The famed Water Fountain is the Eiffel Tower of Geneva, an impressive 140m (459ft) fountain that dominates the Geneva harbour and all modern depictions of the city. The Jet was originally the safety valve for the city’s water supply and is Europe’s tallest fountain. This water showpiece is illuminated at night, however, during the day, the fountain takes care of the special effects for itself – when the sun shines, a rainbow hovers behind the powerful jet of water, which spurts straight up into the sky at a speed of 200kph (125mph).

I'll have to ask Aunt Grete if we can come back tonight... I simply have to see the fountain all lit up.

I have to leave now in a bit with my aunt and cousins to meet my uncle for dinner, but I think I'll owl Mandy before I go... I haven't talked to her since school let out, and that was almost a month ago! Some best friend I am!

Owl to Mandy BrocklehurstCollapse )

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July 16th, 1998 [16 Oct 2003|07:48pm]
[ mood | grateful ]

I think I'm going to live here some day. Permanently. I've absolutely fallen in love with this part of Switzerland. Lucerne, is the place where I'm to. It's just so... oh, words cannot describe... It's a hell of a lot smaller than Birmingham is, for one... The Alps (absolutely breathtaking they are)... The lake, the stores, the history...

I think I'm in love. And I've only been here a little over a week.

I am forever indebted to my aunt and uncle, who arranged for me to come here the summer. It didn't cost me anything, which is quite the relief. I don't think Mum and Dad could have afforded to send me here on their own.

And I got to fly in one of those Muggle plane things! That was exciting. I would've travelled by Floo or something, but my aunt said I should have the experience. It was a long trip, though, from London, with a stopover in Frankfurt, Germany. And then it was Frankfurt to Zurich, where my aunt and uncle were waiting for me to drive me back to their house in Lucerne (it was only about an hour's drive, and my face was practically plastered to the window the whole time. The scenery!).

I've yet to see my two cousins, but they're visiting with their grandparents... Somewhere near Geneva, I think. Ooh. Another city I must visit before leaving.

I think I have a list ten feet long of things I want to do this summer, while here. Oh well, I've got another two months (as I'm returning to England on the 14th of September).

...And perhaps I should go owl my friends back home. They probably think I've dropped off the face of the earth. Although I'm sure Kevin would be happy with that...

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July 6th, 1998 [06 Oct 2003|09:52pm]
[ mood | excited ]

I don't think it's really sunk in yet that I'm now a graduate of Hogwarts. A graduate. It's quite... unbelievable.

And I never realised how much I miss the wide open spaces in the castle until I came back home and found myself practically suffocating in a cramped, tenth story flat in the middle of the second largest city in all of bloody England! Argh.

When I get a place of my own - if I ever get a place of my own – I’m getting as far away from the city as I can possibly go. The noise and fast pace and small living quarters and all that is driving me mad. I need space. Less people around. Tranquility.

Perhaps I’ll get a taste of that this summer. I’m leaving for Switzerland in a week, for two whole months, to go visit some of my relatives. Alone, might I add. Mum and Dad will not be joining me, at my insistence.

Despite not having seen my parents since Christmas, I have discovered that I can’t be around them for too long. They keep bombarding me with questions about my friends (whom I miss like crazy), what I want to be now that I’m out of school, where I want to go… And they’re also trying to fatten me up with Mum’s cooking (which, after eating the food at Hogwarts for seven years, is hardly edible)!

It’s all driving me mad.

Switzerland’ll do me good. It’ll be the first time I’ve been out of England and I. Can’t. Wait.

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June 22nd, 1998 [22 Sep 2003|10:13pm]
[ mood | indescribable ]

It's been a week. A week since... the final, bloody battle. I... I don't know what else to say at the moment. I really don't. I can't find a word to place on what I'm feeling at the moment. Things've been too overwhelming.

So many died. So many were injured. I was one of the lucky ones. I escaped without any physical injuries. I managed to get back into the castle before things got out of hand.

The N.E.W.T's are very soon, but I can't concentrate on them. The biggest exams of my life and I haven't studied in a week. Go figure.

But right now, exams seem to be at the bottom of people's priority lists. Mine included.

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June 12th, 1998 [12 Sep 2003|11:01pm]
[ mood | numb ]

Well. That was certainly come unexpected news...

I came up to the dorm tonight, and found Mandy there, reading what appeared to be her Transfiguration notes. Now, while this event is highly typical of my best friend, it was very strange to see her alone. For the past few days you have not seen Mandy without seeing Steven somewhere close by. And something was wrong. I could sense it.

But I wasn't prepared for what Mandy finally told me (after all my prodding, no less). Not in a million years.

I mean, I knew her father was ill and all, and that he was in rough shape, but I sure as hell wasn't expecting him to die.

As if poor Mandy isn't already stressed out enough. She doesn't need this dumped on top of her. Ah. Perhaps that's why Steven hasn't let her out of his sight. Mandy can become violent when angry and/or upset and/or overly stressed.

But oh my God...

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June 1st, 1998 [01 Sep 2003|06:42pm]
[ mood | shocked ]

Bloody hell. It's June already. June. N.E.W.Ts. Graduation. And it only seems like yesterday that we were coming here on the train in September. Whoa.

And I think I finally understand Arithmancy, which is quite the relief. Mandy explained it to me, and I seem to grasp the concepts. We shall see for sure when the exam pops up.

And speaking of her, something is off with her lately. Really off. And she refuses to say anything to me. But then again, perhaps I'm just jumping to conclusions. I mean, the N.E.W.Ts are real close, and perhaps the poor girl has finally cracked. Even I'm beginning to feel pressure, and nothing fazes me normally.

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May 24th, 1998 [24 Aug 2003|07:00pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Argh. I think Mandy's frantic oh-my-god-the-N.E.W.Ts-are-like-so-soon-I-haven't-studied-nearly-enough mood is wearing off on me. Not good. One crazed person per house is enough, I think. I think I need to lock her up in a closet somewhere so she can calm down. She's been preparing for these things forever, so she'll be fine. More than fine.

But in a month we'll be out of here. Whoa. That's a bit hard to believe. I mean, where have the past seven years gone? Am so not ready for the Real World. Help.

Hmm. I must go see if someone can explain what on earth this latest chapter in Arithmancy was about, as I just do not get it. I think I could read Greek better.

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May 14th, 1998 [14 Aug 2003|09:06pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Some best friend I am. Mandy's eighteenth birthday is Sunday and I don't have anything for her. Argh.

And, irony of ironies, Su does. Did. I was returning the earrings I still had that belonged to her, and I found a package in Su's trunk set aside for Mandy. I'm dying to know what's in it, but I'll let Mandy open it. Then I shall see.

And, ack! N.E.W.T's are so soon! I really can't afford to be spending this much time writing when I haven't really studied Transfiguration yet.

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May 10th, 1998 [10 Aug 2003|07:35pm]
[ mood | scared ]

I was right.

Sweet honourable Merlin... I was right. Sally was the one who killed Su. She confessed the other day. Right in the middle of the Great Hall, in front of everyone.


This scares me. Having figured out what I did, when I did.

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May 5th, 1998 [05 Aug 2003|08:03am]
[ mood | incoherent ]

After much deliberation and not much sleep I think I have found out why Sally was frantically looking through all those spell books on exorcism for a spell on how to ged rid of vengeful ghosts that doesn't even exist.

Breathe now.

... She... She... Ack, even have trouble writing it out. I can barely get my mind around it, what I've come up with, as I was really not thinking in this direction...

She killed Su. There.


Sally killed Su. Sally killed Su. Sally killed Su. Merlin, it still hasn't really sunk in...

And I wonder why people call me weird?

But honestly, it doesn't take a genius to figure it all out... I mean, all the signs are there. It's the only solution that makes sense.

But Sally? She was a friend of Su, wasn't she?

... Now I've got to tell someone. They probably won't believe me but... I have to tell someone.

... Kevin. I've got to tell Kevin first. Before anyone else. What a nice birthday present that will be for him...

(OOC: 'Tis much too early for me to be at this... *yawn* It's 8:03 in the morning. Pardon my incoherence-ness)

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May 2nd, 1998 [02 Aug 2003|02:29pm]
[ mood | determined ]

Ran into Sally and Hannah up in the library last night, when I went up there for a bit of a nighttime stroll (and to escape the common room for a bit).

Hannah told me that Su had been there. And left not a minute before I arrived. Su. In spirit form, no less. But why did she leave just before I got there? I want to see her again. Even if it's only once more.

But that's the least complicated of the matters that I encountered last night. Sally was frantically going through a whole pile of books devoted to exorcism (which I later took). What the devil is up with that? We never covered it this year, so it won't be on the exam in June. She said it was just for general reading or something, but why would she be reading up on ways to get rid of evil spirits? And on vengeful ghosts, no less (which were the chapters she was clawing through)?

I remember Su saying once that there are no spells possible to exorcise vengeful ghosts, so Sally's attempts to find such a thing were all in vain. Which vengeful ghost would she be wanting to exorcise anyway? And why?

Looks like I'll have to study those books some more. See if I can get anything out of them. I need to figure this out.

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April 26th, 1998 [26 Jul 2003|11:24pm]
[ mood | blank ]

I, like the rest of my house (and the rest of the school, I’m sure) have been walking about in a daze since hearing about Su. Shock, anger and sadness are all mixed up inside me. I can’t think clearly anymore. Can’t laugh. Can’t smile.

Hearing this news has hit everyone here hard, but especially Kevin. The poor bloke’s an absolute mess. And there’s nothing I or anyone else can do to make him feel remotely better, as we’re all consumed with grief.

It’s just Padma, Mandy and I in our dorm now. We’ve been reduced to three. Something that is going to take a long time to sink in.

A long time. And the horrible and brutal way in which Su was killed is going to make it even harder.

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April 20th, 1998 [20 Jul 2003|10:30pm]
[ mood | indifferent ]

The past few days have been rather... eventful, to put it lightly.

Got an owl from Mum this morning, who tells me to "not be concerned with all this bad stuff that's going on. You have your N.E.W.T's to concentrate on, and besides, it'll be over soon. Let the Ministry handle it."

Don't concern myself with this? The hell I won't! People have died. Students have died. Many people are at risk. Like Su and Kevin, due to them being Muggleborn. Sure, even Steven and Mandy are in a bit of danger, as they're half-blood. Hell, even I'm at some risk, as Dad is Muggleborn.

And let the Ministry handle things? I'm sure my three-year-old cousin could do a better job than the people there. No offense to Mum, of course.

And she tells me not to concern myself with this? I don't think I've ever been more worried in my life, despite what I've told Su. N.E.W.T's can wait.

Speaking of Su, we just spent the evening in the kitchen, reminiscing about old times and eating. Merlin, that was fun. Two big things I learned: One, I never knew that Steven and Mandy had such an prankster side to them. Two, it was rather amusing to watch Kevin eat twenty huge dumplings (like the ones Su and I ate), ones Su brought back for him. He's like a bottomless pit, for Merlin's sake.

And I had quite the awkward moment when I, erm, ran into Steven and Mandy in the common room the other night. I knew they were serious and all, but I didn't think... not to that degree. And in the common room of all places? Well, it was dark and empty. but still... Will have a hard time forgetting that incident. Have had major trouble even looking at Steven since then. I promised not to mention to anyone about it. Why would I tell? It's not something that I think they want (well, Mandy at least) made common knowledge.

Anyway, I should be off to study for Charms. Have a test tomorrow.

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April 13th, 1998 [13 Jul 2003|09:06pm]
[ mood | curious ]

There has been another death. The Minister of Magic, this time. Good lord. Attacked by a Dementor's kiss, or so I read. How horrible.

I must owl Mum. She works in the Ministry, in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Perhaps she knows something the paper isn't saying.

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April 2nd, 1998 [02 Jul 2003|10:55pm]
[ mood | worried ]

There was a Death Eater here at the school today. Dueling. With Professor Warrington. And the hospital wing nurse (Maya, is it?) disappeared.

I'm just like... what?

How on earth could something like this have happened? How did the Death Eater get into Hogwarts? Bloody hell. Things like that aren't supposed to happen. There's charms and things protecting the school from such events happening, right? Ha. Obviously not anymore. Perhaps Mandy was right in doing so much worrying.

What should we expect next?

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March 26th, 1998 [26 Jun 2003|02:19pm]
[ mood | blank ]

So there I was, minding my own business at breakfast, when someone tells me that a student - a sixth year Hufflepuff by the name of Jasper - was murdered. Here. In in sleep. By some sort of snake venom or something, apparently.

Excuse me, but what the bloody hell?

A student? Dead? Killed here?

No. That's impossible. Right?

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March 14th, 1998 [14 Jun 2003|12:30am]
[ mood | curious ]


I just an owl from Jake, Mandy's ex-boyfriend at breakfast this morning. Well, that's yesterday now, technially speaking. But anyway. I thought it was for her (and I was going to go and give it to her), but I, er, accidentally read the first couple lines of it, and found that it is indeed, for me.

What on earth is he doing, writing to me? What business could he possibly have with me? I barely knew the bloke. Didn't (and still don't) like him much, mainly of what he's done to Mandy.

But this could be interesting. I must, I suppose actually read the letter to find out the rest of the contents, right?

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March 6th, 1998 [06 Jun 2003|02:28am]
[ mood | listless ]

I've got to stop this staying-awake-at-all-hours-of-the-clock thing.

Honestly. I'll a zombie tomorrow in class, which is not a good thing. I'll probably get detention for falling asleep in class or something, and I don't want to get that. Tomorrow's Friday. Detention always is no fun, but especially on the weekends.

...Oops. Dropped a book on the floor. A heavy one. Thank Merlin no one woke up. I'm not in the mood to explain why I'm up at two thirty, sitting in the middle of my bed and eating Every Flavour Beans.

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March 2nd, 1998 [02 Jun 2003|09:39pm]
[ mood | devious ]


This has certainly made my week more interesting. I feel a little guilty for keeping Mandy's necklace from her, knowing what it means, but a few days won't kill her.

And I found out that Kevin is having the same feelings as I am about the whole issue with Mandy and Steven. They're our best friends, yet the time they spend with us has gone through the floor since October. I know there's a good reason for that, but I can't help but feel jealous, you know?

Perhaps this is why Kevin and I have concocted such a plan.

And I must find a way to talk to Hannah about this tomorrow, after Herbology. She always hurries out of class, but I've got to stop her tomorrow. She'll be a vital part to our little plan, even though she won't know it. And will never know, if I've my way.

I love being evil sometimes. I really do. I shouldn't, but I do.

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