Persephone Tonks

Someone reminded me that my birthday was in less than a month today and now I'm distracted with making a list of what I want this year. At the top of the list is either my very own Pygmy Puff or an owl. Everyone else has at least one of those, but I'm always stuck borrowing the school owls to send letters home. I also want a new broom. One that's a little faster than the one I have now. That would definitely help Ravenclaw win more matches this year! And maybe a new, bigger trunk to carry more of my things in. Of course there are a few other things, but I need to make a list first.

But only after I finish my homework. Silly priorities.

Why are Mondays SO long? All day, I have class after class after class. You would think the teachers would be smarter and actually space them out a little bit more. This would give our brains time to recoope recuperate before they tried to cram a little bit more information inside them. And then the homework on Mondays...don't even get me started on that. I don't usually complain about it, but with all the essays and questions I have to answer (and the readings!)? I think I may very well lose a hand over the next few days with all that writing!

Thank goodness there isn't practice tonight. And yes, I can't believe I said that either! I wonder if there are any pigs flying without wings somewhere.

[Writing is a bit sloppy since she's writing with her left hand]

I nearly wrecked my broom during practice today. Instead of hurting it, I may or may not have broken my wrist instead. Now I'm being held captive in the infirmary for the next 24 hours. Could someone bring me my homework and something interesting to read? I have a feeling that I'm going to go a bit mental in here if I don't have something to distract me.

She also took my wand so I would try to do magic with it and hurt my wrist more. Blah.

This is a Public Service Announcement:

If anyone even thinks about bothering me or coming to my table in the Library, they need to think again or risk getting hexed into next month. I'm busy doing my homework and will not surface until tomorrow. The only exception to this rule are those who arrive with food and who leave without saying more than a dozen words!

I promise to be nicer and more sociable come Monday though. Oh, and if anyone is looking for me tomorrow, you won't find me! My dad's getting permission to take me to the Falmouth Falcons vs. Puddlemere United Quidditch match. The weather is going to be ridiculous, but totally worth it!

Would someone be a dear and pick up my homework from my teachers for the next day or two? Madam Pomfrey is keeping me hostage in the infirmary and refuses to request my work from the teachers. Since I'm stuck in bed though, now would be a perfect time to get caught up with some of the homework I've been slacking on.

And for those wondering: I'm in the infirmary because I was knocked off my broom during practice today and have broken my leg. This is the second time in less than a year that I've hurt it too!

Do we really have to wait another week to go back to school? Goodness, a week is going to seem like a decade from where I'm sitting! Christmas was brilliant, as always, but there has been nothing to do since then! That is no exaggeration either. Tumbleweed is going to start blowing through my house at any moment now. Just you wait.

All my homework for the hols was done days ago and now I'm stuck cleaning out my closest and organized things. I hate organizing and I blame it entirely on mum for making me that way.

It would be loads better if there was someone here other than me and small farm of animals. I love them to bits and pieces, but they don't talk back. Even the telly is a drag right now. Nothing is on.

Where is my brother? He usually keeps me busy during holidays and now he's missing again. Even Mum and Dad are off at their boring jobs. That only leaves one person:

Draco... You're my favoritest cousin in the world, did I ever tell you that?

Remember how reluctant I was to join the Ravenclaw Quidditch team because I was worried about my studies and not having enough time to do everything I needed and wanted to do? Well, I still have a limited amount of time outside of studying and flying, but it's so totally worth it! We have a match today and I've been up since a little before six this morning because I'm so excited to play again.

Yes, I've had a couple or bruises and yes, some of my work hasn't been as good as I'd like it, but this Quidditch thing? Exactly what I needed.

Holy jumping mandrakes --

I made it. I actually made it!

Someone needs to check my sanity. Really. I barely have time to get in enough hours to study and keep myself caught up with all my classes, yet now I'm going completely insane and thinking about doing something else in addition to that that is completely out of my league.

Really, what are you thinking, Penny?

I AM completely daft. There is absolutely no way that I'll get that open position on my house's team. I haven't properly flown in ages.

Anyone more homework and I'm going to be swimming in it! Usually I don't mind having essays and questions to answer, but I can't keep up anymore. I really, really can't. Maybe I was a bit behind because of last year yet everyone else is struggling just as much. Can't the Professors see that?

And whoever borrowed the book Sites of Historical Sorcery needs to return it now! I need it to finish my History of Magic essay, thanks.

I wish things would go back to the way they were before.

( Private to herself - though, after much thought, Draco can read )

I have the world's densest brother. Seriously. How hard is it to make it to King's Cross Station by a specific time, especially when it's the same time he met the train the last six years! Even after I realised I'd forgotten my uniforms because they were in the wash and after I realised Layla wasn't in her carrier we still made it with time to spare!

So now I can't wait to hear what happened or what excuse he's going to give!

Private to Draco:
I can't believe both your mum and your Uncle (is that the right relation? There's too many of you!) are teaching here at Hogwarts.

Private to Mum:
Don't forget to feed Skeeter and Cori while I'm away. I wish that I could have taken them both, but you know the rules. One pet. It's not fair.

Miss you and love you and thank you for letting me come back!

It's almost the first of September...

Private to Draco and Tom Thomas:
Just so you know, I'm using my wand because I can and because I don't care if I get in trouble anymore. Two things:

1. Why are mum and dad acting so strange around one another? And why is dad working so late? He's not chea
2. How can I convince mum to let me go back to school? I don't want to stay home for another year. I'll go crazy if I have to!

Private to Ki Pan Kit and Pansy:
How do you break up with a boy?

[Added later]
Private to Nymphadora:
Can you take me shopping for my books and things so mum doesn't have to?

This should make my brother's skin crawl, but the boy I snogged asked me out officially and I said yes of course. Mum's met him and seems to like him. Dad on the other hand keeps threatening to get a gun to hold onto whenever Ca he's around. It's a bit annoying really. What does he expect us to do, anyway? Kiss while he and mum are in the same room? Fat chance at that! It would be so embarrassing and the thought of that is making me want to lose my dinner just thinking about it!

It's nice having someone my age around though. We can actually catch a film and listen to music as loud as we want, and I don't have to feel like I'm bugging a certain someone in his room. I miss everyone from Hogwarts though and still really hope that I can go back next term. I've kept up with as many of my studies as I possibly can from home, but it's not the same! Knowing my luck, I'll have to repeat the year because I'm so flippin' far behind.

Guess who has joined the snogging club...

Mum! A word please!

Cori is a bit mad at me, I think. Since I've finally made a few friends around here, she seems jealous over the fact that I'm not spending nearly as much time with her. Layla and Skeeter don't seem to mind nearly as much, but that's probably because they're used to taking second place to school or to Cori since Cori's still a baby puff.

I hate that I didn't get to take the Hogwarts Express home, but I'm going to raise a stink if I don't get to go back to school next year. I mean it. I can't be a proper witch if no one properly teaches me.

I'm meeting with said friends in about an hour for ice cream and colas. Maybe we might even catch a film after that if mum and dad let me have enough money. Hint!