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Why is it that everyone is so bloody busy these days? Seems to be that back in the old days, when I was young - a first year, if you can imagine, about the age of my kid sister Ginny - there was always someone around just as bored as I was and ready and willing to get their arse kicked in a rough game of Wizard Chess.

NOW I CAN'T FIND ANYONE.


But, in good news, Hermione says that even though we can't get uniforms, she'll still allow me to paint my face so I can camouflage. And RECRUITS. We need fresh faces. We need to step it up a notch, because things are getting worse with you know what if you do know which you may not and in that case I have no idea what you're talking about.
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Things are going smoothly. Of course, there have been setbacks and obstacles and other things along those lines, but we have been PROGRESSING. With progress!

Hermione is still trying to tell me that I'm being silly. She just doesn't understand! How can she pretend that everything is just peachy? Harry is being Things ARE NOT ALRIGHT. Well, you know. Not horrible, but NOT RIGHT.

Though, I'm beginning to wonder if maybe she is onto something. Maybe it isn't working because we don't have enough surveillance help. That's it! But who do I as



DEAN. DEAN THOMAS. DEAN "OF COURSE I'LL HELP YOU, RON" THOMAS.
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I have moved from being utterly bored at the Burrow to being utterly bored... elsewhere. Really, there isn't much change. Luckily Harry and Hermione are here as well, along with a few others that pop in now and then, but mostly all we're doing is sitting around, researching, training and cleaning. I hate to say that I'm looking forward to going back to school but...

Harry is acting awfully suspicious lately, always skirting around the topic of where he was during the attack and keeping to himelf. What the bloody hell is he up to anyway? I don't like it one bit.

Well, it would be an improvement.
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I'M SO BLOODY FUCKING BORED.


Honestly, this is torture over here. Mum is fussing over me constantly for some reason, probably because I'm the last boy still living at home. Ginny finds a way to escape her clutches and then I'm just left here. If I don't leave for Grimmauld Place get out of here soon I'm going to go MAD.
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So.



-Mum has a computer, and is on the Network.
-Malfoy is a creepy, computer-stealing, person-violating git.
-Harry finally got himself some sleep, although my excuse for him may not have held up in some classes.
-I'M HUNGRY. I think I need to find Dean or Neville or someone to come down and nick something from the kitchens with me. It's been too long since I paid those Elves a visit.
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I'm back!!

Blimey, it's bloody BORING in that hospital wing. How long have I been in there?? I feel as though I've missed everything! When we were trying to regrow my facial hair I accidentally took the wrong potion. Instead of regrowing my hair, it made every single hair on my body fall off.


Everywhere.


So, now that I'm looking normal again, I'm allowed back into society.

I'll be happy if I never see that hospital bed again.

I need to find Hermione. And Harry. In fact, I need to find everyone. No one is up in the dormitory. I suppose I should go and look for them. Then again, that would require actual moving on my part.




They'll come to me, eventually.
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Oh, journal, why is it that I must suffer?

Us poor, defenceless Gryffindors have been subjected to TORTURE and illness at the hands of the Slytherins. Dean and I came up with this earlier. It the perfect plan for them, really. All of us in one place, in some way or another unable to defend ourselves. It would have been perfect, had we not SEEN RIGHT THROUGH IT.

So, we now know why all of us have been getting sick. Case closed, I'd say.
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I AM EXTREMELY ANGRY.


My computer has been a bit off lately, so my dear friend Neville offered to help and bring me a new one. Apparently he had purchased a few while he was still practicing with them.

ANYWAY. For some unknown reason, the sodding thing EXPLODED on me about... four minutes ago? Seeing as Harry is in the hospital wing and Hermione isn't around, I had to suffer ALONE. I'm using my OLD computer which I now think works FINE since it doesn't bloody explode.




I've just looked in the mirror. I NO LONGER HAVE EYEBROWS.

That's it, then. Looks like I'll have to go see Pomfrey and have her regrow my facial hair and soothe my poor face. Damn the luck.

...At least I'll get to see Harry!
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Let me go a step further from Harry's post. ALL women are bizarre. Come on, you men out there, I know you agree with me. I'll never understand them! You try to help and then - out of nowhere - you've gone and made things worse!

If I could go the other way, I would. I think. I don't, though.

On another topic - I heard a Hufflepuff fourth year (could've been third, but work with me) talking about Malfoy and his bloody rose today. Honestly! Who cares if he got a flower, it was probably just Trelawney predicting he will grow up to be a gardener or something. I'm sick of hearing about it!
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