Who: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron
Where: The girls' flat/the boys' flat
When: Monday night

Ginny frowned, closing her laptop. This was not good. She didn't know what it was, but it was defenitely not good. Had she ever heard about people under extreme stress losing part of their memories? But surely if that were the case Harry would have mentioned something about it before now. 

In any case, he needed her.

Ginny grabbed her cloak and headed across the hall to Hermione's room. She had a feeling Hermione ought to know about this. Ron too, if he was in there. "Hermione?" Ginny said, knocking on the doorjam breifly before opening the door, customarily for them.

Harry -

Help. I'm being dragged out to a family event. Care to come spare me from the endless boredom that's about to ensue?

Please?

-Gin

Alright, I need to get this down or it's going to make my head hurt. Feel free to ignore it, Mione, I'm just needing to ramble for a bit.

What on earth is going on?

I'm fairly sure there's nothing untoward between Harry and Parkinson. After all, I've seen them being civil to each other before. I don't think it goes much past that.

Still, there's this nagging little voice in the back of my head that keeps telling me I ought to be more suspicious. Or at least say something about it. But it seems like Harry and I hardly see each other enough to bring it up. 

And I keep wondering what if there IS something going on, and I feel completely rotten about it because I know Harry would never do something like that.

Bloody hell. Just listen to me. 

Alright, next time I see the bloke, I'm clearing the air.

I'm going to be at a Con for the next few days. See you sunday night~!

Huh. I can't believe it's been so long since I wrote on this thing. There was even a slight layer of dust on it, despite my weekly clean-sweeps. Although at least Mum trusts me enough to clean every once in a while instead of invading like she does with the boys. At any rate, between schoolwork and helping the twins out, I'm amazed I have any time for a social life. 

Speaking of being social, Harry and Ron? You're coming over tomorrow night and I'm cooking for you. Don't argue.

Poor Ron. This thing with Hermione's been driving him nuts. Of course, if he had the balls to, you know, talk to her once in a while, maybe be honest about he feels...

*bangs head against wall* 

It's happening again. Can't we just lock them in the Room of Requirement like we talked about?

So, I'm going back. Fun as working with the twins is, there's only so much I can take of being paranoid as to what goes in my food. Or is just around me in general.

And no matter what Ron tells you, there's no giant conspiracy of little sisters around the world. 

It's more in the nature of a club. Or possibly a coup.

For those of you who were making bets (against my wishes, mind you) Harry and I are now back together.

Gits.

</Private to Harry>
Just making sure they all get the record straight. Also, when can I see you again?

<Private>

*SQUUEEEEEE*

Nevermind.

<Private> 

I do wish he wouldn't scare me like that. I've had enough of worrying when or if he'll come back alive.

And I still worry if he'll come back the same Harry that left. </private>

Date:	2006-08-03 09:25
Subject:	Private to the Order
Security:	Public
Mood:	worried

Anyone seen Harry since he got back?

Date:	2006-02-23 21:39
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	sick

Ugh. I've got a cold again. Thank goodness February's almost over. I seem to get sick every year around this time. Honestly, if it weren't for classes, I'd find a way to hibernate from New Years until March. Wouldn't that be absolutely lovely?

At any rate...

< locked against staff and prefects > Whoever comes up with the most interesting theory as to our dear greasy-haired Professor's frequent absences gets a special prize. < / lock>

You know, I've never put much stock in that whole bloody Valentine's thing. After my first year, it just never seemed worth it.

Still...

Locked against Dean Thomas, Staff

Dean decided to pick a fight again. I don't know what that boy gets so upset about. Honestly. Not that he won't apologize in a couple days and things will be fine between us again, but I do wish he'd make up his mind.

Locked to the Clientele

I'm not hosting the pools on the Potter-Parkinson odds and that's final. Sorry loves, but I'm putting my foot down on this one. Give the boy a break, will you?

A kitten. A bleedin' kitten. I don't think ANYBODY predicted that one. I mean, Cain doesn't seem the type to go for cute and fluffy. After all, look who she's dating.

...

I rest my case.

Date:	2006-01-07 19:33
Subject:	Because the question seems to be on people's minds... (Locked against Staff, Slytherin and Prefects)
Security:	Public
Mood:	curious

What on earth is Professor Cain hiding *ahem* in the closet, and why is it making those odd noises?

I'll be taking bets at breakfast today. And be careful if Ron or Hermione are around, capiche? I don't need my dear brother writing home to Mum that I'm carrying on the business from the twins. There's no telling WHAT she might do, and it's bad for everyone's business.

You all know what I mean.

You know, I thought this holidays would be quieter for some reason. I had forgotten to take into account that while Fred and George aren't here anymore, it doesn't mean they're not out terrorizing the rest of the wizarding world.

Merlin help them. The rest of the world, I mean.

Date:	2005-12-09 14:51
Subject:	confusion
Security:	Public
Mood:	confused

So what's with the strawberry-wormwood porridge? Did the kitchen-elves decide to change the menu on us all of a sudden?