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Private Entry [05 Nov 2005|09:06pm]
I've tried. I've really tried but I can't hate him. Even when he's walking around, those two goons behind him. Yeah, so Malfoy dissapears and Crabbe and Goyle decide to follow Mortale around instead. Before, I would've thought this would make me sick. To see that. But it doesn't. I just feel sorry for that stupid Italian dolt. Crabbe and Goyle can't be much for company.

Well, at least they're company. I hardly see anyone anymore. Everyone seems to be busy. Or leaving the school. I don't blame Ernie, though. He's got his own problems. We've all got our own problems, I guess.

I sort of miss talking to Mort.

There, I did it. It's there in writing. I know I told him to never talk to me again but I wasn't really thinking, was I? I always try to reason myself. Mortale's a Slytherin. He lied to you. The thing is, I still don't remember anything about that night. I know it'd be easy to use a spell to bring the memory out, or a pensieve, but I'd rather not. I'm afraid of what I might see. Or remember feeling.

And it's infuriating when we're in class and he starts glaring at me and I start glaring back. It's happened a few times now. Sometimes I start it with a dirty look and he just freezes and glares at me. Alright, I know I shouldn't be disturbed but those eyes should not be used for any other purpose other than looking at things. Those things are like beacons or something. I mean, how the hell did his eyes get that colour in the first place?

I have never wanted a school year to go by more quickly than now. Not just because of the entire Headmaster thing but also because I have a feeling that everything's falling apart. I haven't talked to Pansy for ages and I don't know but maybe she's still hurt or something. Harry's deserted us. Yeah, deserted. That's the only word I can think of. Malfoy's buggered off too. I can't talk to Mortale because of obvious reasons and I have this funny feeling in my gut. Like something's happening. Or going to happen.

I'm just not sure anymore.

Hope he dies in the loo. [03 Oct 2005|05:01pm]
Hear that? That's Filch. He's in the Hufflepuff Common room having a fit because someone hexed his coat (you know, that dirty thing) bright hot pink. No one's owning up to it though. I think pink rather suits him. Anyway, I thought we needed a change around this miserable place.
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[16 Sep 2005|10:34pm]
A lot has changed. What with the headmaster, the fake head boy, and the whole Filch being Head of Hufflepuff. He made me scour the floor the other day because there was a drop of ink on it from my quill. I feel rather like I've been sent to prison. My parents are trying to get me out but for some reason none of their owls are getting through. I suspect a lot of owls aren't getting through, actually.

But bugger all that, because I don't care much for it anymore. If I have my way, and sooner or later I will, I'm leaving Hogwarts as soon as possible. There's no point staying with Malfoy's dad as Headmaster.
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[26 Aug 2005|11:35am]
I've been thinking a lot and I still don't know who to believe.

Does anyone have a pensieve I can borrow? Also, does anyone know if I could withdraw memories I can't remember?
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So this is what it's like. [16 Aug 2005|03:59pm]
I feel a little weird but other than that Zach's concert was the most fun I've had in a long while. I can't remember most of it but I can remember the important parts. Sort of. Great concert, Zach.
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Private Entry [27 Jul 2005|11:44pm]
Avoiding the house for a few days. Just walking around. Sitting on benches. Breathing in air that isn't clogged with ...

The point is ... I can't stand staying indoors anymore. I feel shut in. Like they're trying to box me up and put me away until the terror has passed. My parents don't seem to realize that I can't sit in my room for hours on end. I need to get out. I like being at home but it seems horrifyingly small all of a sudden. I wanted to stay at school but I guess that just wasn't going to happen.

It's just weird not seeing my classmates everyday, I suppose. Like Zach. Or Ernie. Or Susan, even. I haven't seen Susan since the battle. I haven't seen ... Not that I case, I mean, after what she said to me -- Exactly what'd you expect from a Slytherin.

... Though I can't help wondering, well, it's just ...

I can't think about it now. There's some guy sitting next to me on this bench and he's reading what I'm typing. Yeah, I can see you watching what I'm typi



Alright, so he's gone. Some homeless guy sits next to me, smokes in my face and tells me that women are impossible and they were his downfall. That's how he got to what he was today. Great, that's exactly what I want to know.

I can't get her off my mind and now there are homeless men giving me advice.

The world has gone insane.

Flowery smelling robes. [18 Jul 2005|02:14pm]
I'm about to go see Zach because he hasn't left Cho's side for a while now. Must be him being Head Boy and her being Head Girl or something. Anyway, I just found the robes I was wearing on the day ... the day that Hogwarts was attacked.

They smell awful. I'm mean, well, not that bad. They smell like sulfur and something flowery. Which is stumping me because what the bloody hell are my robes doing smelling like flowers or something. Did I collapse in a flower bed? Anyone know?
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[08 Jul 2005|10:28am]
Haven't seen many people for a while, so I thought I better just write here what I know.

I'm with Zach and Cho at the moment in the hospital ward. I know Susan is somewhere in here but apparently is refusing to see anyone. It's worrying Zach more than me. We heard about Professor Sprout too.

Anyway, Cho's really upset because she can't see anything. She was hit by a curse and now she's blind. I found her luckily, before a Death Eater could get to her. Zach's really upset too. He smashed his guitar over some Death Eater's head in defense. So, they're comforting each other.

I also know that Seamus is nearby, separated from everyone else by a white screen. Half his body's been burned.

Ah hah, and the cracker, ladies and gentlemen, is that Gregory Goyle is in here too. Supposedly, he wandered out onto the grounds, royally pissed and roaring. He got himself hit by some sort of curse which split his knee caps. He seems to be the only Slytherin.

I was hit by a stunning spell at some point, just after I got Cho into the castle. That's all, really. I didn't do anything special.

I hope everyone's alright.
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[12 Jun 2005|01:40pm]
You're all barking mad.

Am I the only one who realizes how close the OWLs are?
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Everyone bugger off. [25 May 2005|05:21pm]
I hate homework. I hate the OWLs. I hate Zach's stupid cottage. I hate the library. I hate Potions. I hate being sick. I hate my tie. I hate my broomstick. I hate books. I hate pumpkin juice. I hate teddybears. I hate mangoes. I hate slugs. I hate wet towels. I hate the Ministry of Magic. I hate Rita Skeeter. I hate smelly socks. I hate studying. I hate faulty quills. I hate Cockroach Clusters. I hate rats. I hate insomnia. I hate sneezing. I hate coughing. I hate choking. I hate banana peels. I hate cotton balls. I hate thin parchment. I hate Ancient Runes. I hate Zabini. I hate five o'clock Quidditch training sessions. I hate sticky surfaces. I hate liars. I hate mistakes. I hate pain. I hate every bloody thing I could possibly bloody hate, alright?

I need to talk to Mortale and I can't find the stupid git. Has anyone seen him?

Zach won't shut his mouth. I'm sick and tired. Nothing seems to help. I have work to do.
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Blood awful recipe, Grandmother Smith. [13 May 2005|07:46pm]
I'm not feeling at all well. I think I've caught a cold, of all things, in this weather. It's rather hot and I'm sniffling and coughing. It's ridiculous. And Zach won't leave me alone. I don't want your bloody grandmother's potion. I don't know what's in it and it smells like old shoes or something, with fish. Really, it just makes me feel even more sick to see it. And don't give it to Ernie, I'm sure he's got enough on his mind, with all the exhaustion and all.

So, to escape Zach, I went to the library and that's where I am now. It's very quiet here and rather warm. I might just lay my head down and take a nap.
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Who was cooking tonight? [06 May 2005|11:08am]
I feel sick.

Really, really sick.
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Alright. [27 Apr 2005|09:53pm]
I'm alright. Just fine. Peachy.

No, I did not somehow find the classroom that Snape was keeping all the Polyjuice Potion's in.
No, I did not completely smash a few because I fell through the door onto them.

And I'm covered in the sodding stuff.

Snape's going to kill me.
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Jolly good. [25 Apr 2005|09:04pm]
Zach's drunk and I don't think he'll be awake until November. I believe he only had a few drinks but he downed them all so fast it knocked him out. I'm really tired and I'm still in shock over our win. Good game, Gryffindors. Didn't come out exactly how I expected it though.

I think Zach's seventh year friends have dragged him up to their dorm.

I'll be going to bed now.

Night.
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Zach, think about this seriously. [17 Apr 2005|02:50pm]
What would your mother say?
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Cream Eggs. [09 Apr 2005|06:04pm]
I really hate cream eggs. I recieved some from my mum this morning. They're called cream eggs, but it's just sugar and chocolate, honestly. It's the most disgusting thing in the world and I wish I had a bloody normal chocolate egg. These things rot your teeth.

And after saying that, I'll be sending them down to Mortale because I gave him one and now he's addicted. He didn't understand why they didn't have cream in them if they were called cream eggs, but he didn't care once he ate one. It's creepy how much his sugar intake is.

On the matter of opening the DA, I'm up for it - as is Zach. I was only just able to restrain him from walking over to you during breakfast and giving you a speech about responsibilites and something stupid like that, Harry. Better watch out for him; he's a bit uppity about this DA thing.

Well, that's all for now.
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Ginger Beer [28 Mar 2005|03:07pm]
I took Mortale some food yesterday, and would you believe - the boy has never had ginger beer. Ridiculous, isn't it? You'd think you would have known what it was at least.

About the death of ... I don't have much to say besides I hope this stops soon. We can't have students dying like this. And for one thing, I don't really believe it was an accident. I mean, what a coincidence it it were, but seriously.

My dad sent me an owl today. Asked me how I was doing, wished me a happy easter and asked if I'd heard anything about Malfoy in the ministry. Well, no. I haven't. Maybe he's doing something right. In any case, I'm not entirely happy or sure. Something isn't right. Call it being paranoid, but I'm a Hufflepuff. We know when something isn't right.

... I think.

I wrote back and I told him about the strange creature I found wandering around in the hall yesterday looking lost. It suddenly dissapeared when I blinked. I suppose a house elf got it.

And do you think Dumbledore will let us keep the rabbits? I found one coming into the common room from the library. It's rather ... cute. I mean, it's got these big ... floppy ears. He probably won't let us keep them though. It'll probably be gone by tomorrow.
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Dreams. [17 Mar 2005|07:48pm]
I had a terrible dream last night. It was my second year and I was walking back to the common room from the library. I turned around the corner and I saw sir Nicholas. I was about to say hello when he turned away from me to stare at something else and suddenly all I saw were big yellow eyes. And that's when I woke up.

So, yeah, I remember being paralyzed by whatever monster was kept in school.

I don't really like snakes. I suppose it has something to do with being a Hufflepuff ... you know, with the badger and everything ... though I'm not sure what the relationship between a badger and a snake is.

On the brighter side of things, I'm looking forward to the field trip tomorrow! Sort of, I guess, I mean ... it's about farm animals country life, isn't it?
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Look, Zach - whatever, I don't care what you want to be called - Shut up. [07 Mar 2005|08:16pm]
Zach- Oh, sorry, Zacharias (is that how you spell your name?) won't shut his mouth about the game Gryffindor put on. I thought this game was rather good compared to the last one. At least no one was breaking anything ... or eating food. I think Zacharias is just talking so that people start thinking that Gryffindor v.s Ravenclaw's game was worse than the one between Hufflepuff and Slytherin. In your dreams, Zach-A-Ree-As (I think I got it this time. No? Oh well.)

The smell in this castle isn't bothering so much now because I've adjusted to it. It's funny.

Oh, and hey, welcome back Mortale. Haven't seen you for a while.

I better go do my astronomy homework. Bye.
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Stinky Sex Ed [27 Feb 2005|12:31pm]
I don't know what you Slytherins do down there in the dungeons, but try and keep it in the dungeons. The stench is drifting up into the castle. In fact, I think it's everywhere. I can smell it wherever I go. It's not cool. Rumour is that some creatures from the lake got into the castle. I'm happier thinking it's the Slytherins instead of thinking that I might step on whatever is making the stench around the next corner.

The only place safe is under the covers in bed.

So that's where I am now. Under my covers, typing this. It doesn't smell so bad.

Sex Ed presentations where weird. I didn't know you couldn't do some of the stuff that people were presenting. With the bondage and the fruit and - was I the only one who noticed Professor Lupin eating a banana? Did anyone notice? I'm just glad I didn't give a presentation. Snape kept looking at people in this ... way. And Bulstrode, with the doll, and the weird drawings and ...

It was just rather bewildering.
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