alt_michael: (little smirk)
Thanks for the pocket watch. It's dead brilliant.

Bets wants to know if we can have a proper celebration when we get home at Christmas. I told her she doesn't need any more cake. She's getting plump enough as-is. (Seriously, Mum, remind her that too many transfigured turnips are not good for her, even if they're made to taste like cake. Real cake ought to be right out!)

Mum, you asked about Sally-Anne Perks: She's with Ron Weasley now, but I think we can be mates again. In fact I think I understand a little better why it didn't work out with the two of us. No, there haven't been any other girls yet, and no, I don't think any of the fit ones would have me, anywiz. I told you, Mandy's just a mate. Anywiz I'm not ready to settle down or anything yet!

Terms's been all right so far, hard to believe it's almost over. Course, it'd be hard not to be better than last year but 6th isn't so bad. This week was a little weird, though. I mean, we showed up for Noble Arts and Professor Dovs was nowhere in sight, so we left. Then Transfiguration was right bizarre, I mean I've never seen Professor Brutka in such a bad mood. Not that I'm complaining, I mean, it was great to be able to spend lessons reading and catching up for once. We've got loads of assignments for the end-of-term and it seems like there's always a mountain of work no matter what. It's been okay, though. Since I'm working with Sue, Mandy, and Macmillan for Noble Arts we've also been working together sometimes in other lessons we share. And if one or more of us isn't in a particular lesson we've got other partners. Plus there's the group that was working on O.W.L.s together last year, we've decided to start meeting again and it's been really interesting. I mean, what everyone else is working on, and things like that.

Anywiz, don't worry, everything's fine, and I'm sending Gran a thank-you letter for Grandad's ring, I know she has trouble keeping track of the journals and never checks.
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Hi, Mum and Dad,

This week:

On Monday we had Divination, Astronomy lecture, Transfiguration and Defence. In Defence we're still just reading out of the same mouldy book about the same boy and girl on their brave journey through a dangerous world, and they're still shooting rainbows out of their wands to defend themselves against all the not-really-very-nasty things that come along. You'd think at least they could shoot a lightning bolt once in a while, for variety.

On Tuesday, we made potions in Potions. We cast some charms in Charms. We listened to a ghost in History of Magic.

Wednesday we went back to Divination to see if anything we predicted on Monday came true. Then we did some gardening in Herbology and some animal husbandry in Care of Magical Creatures. And we had another revue rehearsal. And then there was Astronomy at midnight.

Yesterday there was an Arithmancy lesson and we made calculations for that. We cast more charms in Charms. We also had another Transfiguration lesson and then Professor Dolohov was back in the classroom, so he asked us to ask him questions about things from all the reading we didn't understand, and when no one raised their hands he sort of went over it again, anyway. (He still looks right dreadful but not as knackered as he was back in September.)

Today we brewed more Potions and Professor Dolohov talked about what might be on our O.W.L. for Noble Arts (and even Defence, a little bit). Then we took turns looking at more creatures and trying to feed them without getting our hands bitten off.

Other things that might be interesting: Last weekend there was a Quidditch match but the weather was foul and Gryffindor didn't catch the Snitch until the next day. Or maybe it was Tuesday. I can't remember. Ravenclaw are still ahead of them so it didn't really fuss me much, either way. Let's see. Oh. Mr Krumgold asked if I'd play in the orchestra for the revue, so I've been practising violin more than usual. Oh yeah, and this morning, someone got called up in front of the school and made to drink a foul-tasting potion (at least, she looked like it tasted foul), because someone else wrote something nasty in her journal. I'm not sure how she's supposed to keep other people writing in her journal, though. Now I'm worried that someone will start randomly writing in other people's journals to get them in trouble for no reason.

Oh, and Bitsy said she doesn't want to be called Bitsy anymore, because that's a name for a little kid and she's not a little kid anymore, she thinks. So she wants to be Bets from now on. So call her Bets, okay? (There, was that the way you wanted me to say it, Bitsy?)
alt_michael: (Hey)
Yes, I got five owls at breakfast, and yes, four of them were from my parents with birthday presents.

And Bitsy sent a card. She says she made my mum send me that Sing-Ami thing. That was the crup that sings. And I'm sorry it went off in lessons. I didn't have time to put it up in Ravenclaw Tower so I stuffed it in my bag. (Mum said that Bitsy's got three of them already and I can't think why she thinks they're so nift.)

Anyway. So I'm fourteen now. My parents sent a load of stuff - a box of sweets and a new pair of trousers and a really snitch telescope. And Mum said they really, really want me to come home for Christmas instead of staying here.

I dunno. If Bitsy's got three of these Sing-Ami thingummys (hey that rhymes!) then maybe it's an even better idea to spend Christmas here than it was in September! Only joking, Bits.

But I'm not sure I want to go home, still. I guess I haven't really thought about it since deciding, until now. Does anyone know when we have to tell Professor Vector if we're really staying?

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