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Did anyone else
read in today's Prophet that Abbott's little sister and brother are being reclassified as purebloods?
I think that's about as good a way to honour Abbott's memory as any, really. Maybe they think it'll help protect them some. Although it might not, either. Not entirely.
Here in Ravenclaw, loads of people are having trouble sleeping. I guess on Sunday the Sisters in Witchcraft made sachets for under their pillows. Lavender and chamomile and other herbs that help soothe and calm people when they're going to sleep. I'm not sure how well they're helping. Fawcett's been having a terrible time of it, and Su Li too, for that matter. We've asked Professor Sprout if we can go down to the greenhouses after today's last exam, to make some more, and she said yes, we could do. I think we'll put runes on to help make them more powerful, too. MacDougal got a bottle of some vile potion from her mum but it smells so bad no one wants to test it. I think the runes are safer - especially after reading that paper Linus Moon wrote for class.
We were talking about things in the Corner this afternoon, about how it seems like Our Lord's peace keeps getting disrupted in really horrible ways. Like last year. And now this. We're supposed to be safe at Hogwarts - and we are, mostly - but if stuff like this can keep happening even with the best kind of protection available, well, we reckon it's just true what they tell the Young Protectors, that it's everybody's business to keep themselves all prepared for domestic enemies, all the time, because you never know.
Still. Even with knowing that we're practising and we're prepared, it feels sort of helpless. Doesn't it? Like you can't ever really keep the bad out, not altogether. And I mean, being fourteen doesn't make us any more able to stop bad things happening than being thirteen did. Do grown-ups feel that way too, do you think?
I think that's about as good a way to honour Abbott's memory as any, really. Maybe they think it'll help protect them some. Although it might not, either. Not entirely.
Here in Ravenclaw, loads of people are having trouble sleeping. I guess on Sunday the Sisters in Witchcraft made sachets for under their pillows. Lavender and chamomile and other herbs that help soothe and calm people when they're going to sleep. I'm not sure how well they're helping. Fawcett's been having a terrible time of it, and Su Li too, for that matter. We've asked Professor Sprout if we can go down to the greenhouses after today's last exam, to make some more, and she said yes, we could do. I think we'll put runes on to help make them more powerful, too. MacDougal got a bottle of some vile potion from her mum but it smells so bad no one wants to test it. I think the runes are safer - especially after reading that paper Linus Moon wrote for class.
We were talking about things in the Corner this afternoon, about how it seems like Our Lord's peace keeps getting disrupted in really horrible ways. Like last year. And now this. We're supposed to be safe at Hogwarts - and we are, mostly - but if stuff like this can keep happening even with the best kind of protection available, well, we reckon it's just true what they tell the Young Protectors, that it's everybody's business to keep themselves all prepared for domestic enemies, all the time, because you never know.
Still. Even with knowing that we're practising and we're prepared, it feels sort of helpless. Doesn't it? Like you can't ever really keep the bad out, not altogether. And I mean, being fourteen doesn't make us any more able to stop bad things happening than being thirteen did. Do grown-ups feel that way too, do you think?
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Is there anything I can do?
Everyone in Gryffindor is broken up. Percy, well, I already said, I guess, but -- I keep thinking about how two weeks ago he was barking at everyone and telling us what to do and now he sits there and stares into space and startles when the wind blows. It's horrid, it's like he's Percy's ghost.
For once his horrid brothers are leaving him alone. I don't know what's wrong with Ginny, going after him like that as if there's NO OTHER PERSON IN THE WHOLE SCHOOL who could possibly give her advice on her class choices.
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I'm doing okay, I guess. Focusing on exams. Friday was really difficult. As soon as lessons were done I went up to one of the astronomy towers - the one with the nift little library nook just below the trap door level - and sat there for a while without my journal. And when I came back to the common room Dunstan and MacDougal and Su Li and I just stayed in the dormitories with every possible candle lit that we could find and drank cocoa.
Thanks for asking, though. Everyone thinks you're supposed to be done being sad after a year, you know? But it doesn't really work that way. You know who really understands? And it's weird that she does? Parkinson. I mean, you wouldn't think we'd be closer - or really at all well close - after everything that happened. But she does know, really really know, how it feels.
Percy - Well. Clearwater's been waiting on him practically like a house elf since it happened. It stands to reason, though. He's a hero and she can well hold it over everyone that she saw his potential when everyone else just thought him a right git. But I can't blame her wanting to keep everyone away from him. Nor I can't blame him for being terribly skittish. Imagine duelling
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I think there are things you never get over. Mr Rosier's son died -- well, back around the time we were born, I guess, or even earlier. And he's not done being sad. He doesn't go around crying all day, I mean at some point you have to get on with it, but he says a part of him broke that day, and that part will always be broken.