|
[03 Nov 2009|09:44am] |
|
Decided not to go to the party in the end.
|
|
|
[28 Oct 2009|10:33pm] |
|
So... Jedis (Jedi's?) again? Or is that not original anymore?
|
|
|
[01 Oct 2009|12:09am] |
|
Oi, Scorpius. Looks like I'm bunking with your Gran now.
|
|
|
[23 Aug 2009|08:37am] |
I have moved back into my own house! As much as I was enjoying dorming again, it's nice to have your own space. Thanks Ted, Mr. Snape, for letting me stay.
Dear Ms Skeeter: While I've been here, I've had three roommates, two of whom have been homicidal Death Eaters, and one who was probably a Death Eater but no one's sure really though he certainly did a lot of skulking around. Can I put in a request for someone who at least will not try to kill me next time? Thanks.
Only downside IS, there appears to be something living in the upstairs wardrobe. Hell, I bet it's a Boggart. It is. It's making those sorts of noises. Fantastic. Anyone want to come help me with it?
|
|
|
[12 Aug 2009|02:36pm] |
Well I haven't written in this at all since the last paper came out, so I thought I better say something positive before it happens again.
Um... well. Living here with Teddy now, crashing on their sofa and working in their back yard and generally getting in the way but Ted won't hear of me going back so there it is. Thought about moving in with Roxanne instead but figured I wouldn't get any work done ever. Certainly didn't help in school.
Been thinking about school a lot. Being all stuck here like this is a bit like Hogwarts really, just without the threat of exams. Ooooh, to be back in Gryffindor at Christmas tiiime! Yeah, Fred's the only one who gets my inside jokes. Anyway no I have not been smoking but my brain is in overdrive again and I have been drafting new, ORIGINAL charms for broommaking since I have exhausted the first lot of books I got from the store. I could keep going into the Nimbus series I suppose, but I thought it might be more fun to make something else of my own. I'm getting sort of good at it.
Making up your own spells isn't as easy as it sounds, though.
There needs to be Quidditch. Come on, we don't even have to organise teams or a tournament or anything. Just a pick up game. Tomorrow. Anyone?
|
|
|
[20 Jul 2009|09:59pm] |
Oh - oh - no. No! That's my MOTHER. And it took me a second to realise
NO. Just... NO.
There are no words.
|
|
|
[14 Jul 2009|09:29pm] |
Okay - who left this old photo pinned to my door? And if it was Lestrange, where the fuck did you get it? I certainly didn't bring it with me. Albus? Is this some sort of hair jibe? And why are we wearing the same shirt?
( Slightly creepy )
|
|
|
[10 Jul 2009|09:58pm] |
|
So I've been holed up in the house for a bit, now that I have it to myself, working on the Dragonfly mark II. Haven't really been outside or checked my journal for a while either. Did I miss anything?
|
|
|
[25 Jun 2009|09:10pm] |
Uh..oh...
I woke up and I'm me again, which is great, but, well. What if Dad isn't? He'll freak OUT if he sees me like this!
Do I hide? Turn myself back? What?
Oh, and I heard a rumour that Skeeter might not have been the one to spike the food. If I find out it was one of you lot...
You should be bloody ashamed. I don't care about me, but an eight year old child?
|
|
|
[22 Jun 2009|02:02pm] |
In case anyone's wondering, I found Dad Harry. Poor kid's traumatised. He's not using his journal anymore, so at least there's one element of confusion removed, but he's still freaking out.
I told him I'm his cousin. It was as close to the truth as I could get without sounding like a crazy person.
Gran? I think he could really use his mum right now.
|
|
|
[21 Jun 2009|08:56pm] |
I'm staying in my room till this wears off. You can all get your bloody brooms by owl order. Except I don't have an owl anymore... bugger it.
This is all REALLY uncomfortable.
|
|
|
[17 Jun 2009|09:26pm] |
LAADIIIIIES AND GENTLEMEN!
I GIVE YOU - THE J.S Potter DRAGONFLY!
Fully operational, goes from 0-100kph in 3 seconds!
TOP SPEED OF 350KPH!!!
Selling NOW at 10G or your best offer! Stock is extremely limited so first come, first served!
Comes complete with cushioning charm and complementary bottle of home-made polishing oil!
|
|
|
[03 Jun 2009|11:29am] |
Private: To Teddy, Fred II and Alby ONLY
So... I snogged Mrs. Longbottom. Reckon that's a problem?
/Private
Ugh. Just about ready to give up on work. Novelty is wearing off.
|
|
|
[27 May 2009|11:34pm] |
So my cocoa cousins are here and spreading their filthy language everywhere as usual.
Just to be clear, those two are the only ones who are allowed to call me Jamie, or Jamie-boy, or any derivative thereof, and this is only because I had to sleep in the same room as one of them for seven years and the other has done it ever since she used to crush cereal into my hair and it is unrealistic to get her to change the habit. Also I can't really offend either of them because they know way too much shit about me
FRED. There must a be one-on-one death match on my new brooms but only if you do not scorn them for being slow as I am still learning. Although I appreciate that this concept may be foreign to you.
Private
WHAT AM I DOING?
Private to Harry Potter and James Potter I
Um, Dad, Grandad, thought you should probably know that Grindelwald's here. I er... didn't tell him anything he wouldn't have found out anyway, but the fact that I've got the cloak in my trunk at home and his Legilimency is probably lot better than my Occlumency (sorry Dad) is making me nervous a bit. I mean it's not like he can get it from here... but if I run into him I'm just going to be thinking 'I AM THE HEIR OF PEVERELL AND I HAVE VALUABLE INFORMATION'.
And now you both will be too. Sorry. Dad, this is your fault for giving me a two-hour lecture when you gave me the cloak.
Grandad I can't remember if you even know about the Hallows. If not... er, sorry for confusing you.
PS. I just found out he is just a kid so I am not AS worried.
/Private
|
|
| 5. Musings |
[20 May 2009|10:41pm] |
So I've been thinking. Yeah yeah, no chorus of uh oh's, please. Many of my Professors were under the impression that I AM a genius, much like my much esteemed and revered grandfather (although others were of the opinion that whatever brains I had were crushed by my enormous MUSCLES, haha), and occasionally my overlarge brain leaps into overdrive. But you don't have to read it if you don't want to. It might not even make sense. I'd advise not trying to make sense of it while, for example, while under the influence of any stimulatant or hallucinogenic drugs not that I'd know anything about that.
Oh, warning: I'm probably going to use the V-word a bit, so apologies to anyone from that time period where it's offensive or whatever. My dad'd give me a two-hour lecture if I tried to censor it. Anyway.
( Lockewood )
Oh, and PS. I've never even spoken to Mr. Snape since I've been here, and by the way, I like girls. I met a very nice one the other night who I'm sure can vouch for that.
|
|
| 4. Success! |
[12 May 2009|12:01am] |
It flies! I've made a broom that works!!
Apparently being extremely hung over helps!
Not quite national pro league standard yet, though. I have the bump on the head to prove it.
Private to family
I miss Mum.
|
|
| 3. |
[09 May 2009|12:23pm] |
Hmmm.
Wonder where I can get a stormtrooper suit.
WHO'S WITH ME?
|
|
| 2. Harder than it Looks |
[04 May 2009|08:58am] |
So my first day at 'work' resembled my last week before NEWTs. Went and got a pile of books about broomstick crafting, carefully avoiding going anywhere near Quidditch Through the Ages, since I know that off by heart anyway. Making anything decent is going to be harder than I thought, but the basic process seems manageable.
It takes years of experience to design brooms properly, so I'll probably just try and recreate the designs in the books for now. Luckily the brilliance behind the Oakshaft and other ancient brooms were never documented, so I'm going to start with a Cleansweep 1 (frak) and work my way up. So anyone who's here from before the 1920s will be thrilled, I'm sure.
I need wood first though, so if anyone sees bits of trees flying out of the forest today - that's me, Godric guide me.
Except not literally! Shit, have to stop saying stuff like that here.
Hey - d'you reckon if we say Merlin's name enough, he'll show up? That could be useful.
|
|
| 1. Here I Am.. |
[27 Apr 2009|02:45pm] |
Well, I found the place eventually. Someone else obviously lives here but they must be a morning person because I haven't seen them.
Lily told me about... some stuff, so I'm prepared to have names thrown at me. Sort of.
Alby, come out of your hole and give me a hand, will you?
|
|