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Saturday, February 17th, 2007
3:20 am - Owl backdated to Feb 15th 8am.
Owl to Senior Auror MoodyCollapse )
Sunday, February 11th, 2007
5:02 pm
There will be no paperwork.

No, I'm not saying that I don't have anymore to do, rather I am declaring that my brain is thus refusing to cooperate and instead I'm going in search of chocolate and/or ice cream.
66 charms|swishandflick
Friday, March 31st, 2006
8:38 pm - Why haven't I heard from you?
Alice stormed into the common room looking about for Frank Longbottom. Her eyes narrowed at finding the room relatively vacant, a frown gracing her usually pleasant features. She had been looking for him all day. Having not seen him in well over three weeks other than in passing she had finally had enough. Kingsley had told her Frank would come around, but Alice was sick and tired of waiting for him. At first she had just been confused when he had started backing out of spending time with her, figuring that surely he was just extra busy. The confusion had turned to hurt when she realized that he was no longer even jogging past the quidditch pitch anymore, which is where she often saw him. Now she was just angry. Who treats someone like this?

Deciding she didn't give a damn if it was rude she pushed past two fifth year guys and stomped up the stairs to Frank's dorm. She burst through the door and then seeing Frank, shut the door behind her. "Well good to know you are at least alive," she said her voice dripping with hostile sarcasam.

current mood: pissed off
30 charms|swishandflick
Wednesday, February 15th, 2006
5:30 pm
The quidditch pitch was desterted, as it usually was this time of day. Alice hummed softly to herself, pleased that the weather was warm and the sky clear. It was a great day for flying, and she couldn't wait to get her feet off the ground. Having spent most of the morning and a good deal of the afternoon in the greenhouse between classes, Alice was ansty to get moving. Sitting her bags down on the field, she began stretching. She reached down touching her toes, and then moved to stretch out her calves.

Having finished, Alice mounted the broom and shot off into the sky. She rose until the quidditch goals were nothing but a speck, and then dove at a break neck speed, pulling up shortly before she reached the ground. She grinned sitting on her now stationary broom. Flying was the best thing in the world.

current mood: bouncy
60 charms|swishandflick
Saturday, February 4th, 2006
8:14 pm - Saturday 6pm
The fact that it is Saturday and I am doing homework, makes me sick. I have been looking at this potions manual for the last two hours and I am starting to feel my eyes cross. Someone please come save me. I need a break from potions hell.

current mood: dorky
29 charms|swishandflick
Tuesday, January 31st, 2006
6:01 pm - Tuesday after classes
Private to KedaCollapse )

current mood: confused
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Monday, January 30th, 2006
9:01 pm
It was late, but not so late that everyone was in bed. Alice was sitting in the common room staring without any real purpose at the flames. It had been nearly a week since her mother's death, and although Alice still had moments when she could hardly control the tears, she was starting to think that maybe life could go back to normal. She attributed much of this change in attitude to Frank, considering he had been the main reason she had smiled at all, next to Keda that is. She wondered what he was doing. Surely he wasn't in bed already. Not that she would put it past him, little Mr. Over-Achiever probably needed his beauty rest. She gave a light smirk at the though of Frank wearing an eyemask as he slept. Well you never know unless you check, and honestly what could a note hurt? She pushed through her nervousness and reached for her quill and her journal.

Private to Frank LongbottomCollapse )

current mood: bored
27 charms|swishandflick
Sunday, January 29th, 2006
4:31 pm
Private Journal EntryCollapse )

current mood: amused
Saturday, January 28th, 2006
10:06 pm
Alice landed, her face was slightly sweaty from flying. The wind blew gently around her, and the fading light cast shadows about the pitch. She trudged to the locker room and took a quick shower to relax her sore muscles. Her hair still wet, Alice emerged from the locker room and walked back out onto the lawn breathing in the scent of fresh grass. She sat down, not quite ready to go in, but too tired to do anymore flying. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a rag and some polish, and began polishing her broom, reveling in the moment of just being.

current mood: content
32 charms|swishandflick
Thursday, January 26th, 2006
6:32 pm - Friday January 27th Early Evening
Since her return to the castle, Alice had more or less kept to herself, deciding she was unwilling to have another incident like the one she had had with Frank only a few days before. She had decided to venture out of her room for the first time today, and had wandered about, spending some time on the quidditch pitch, and somehow had found herself in the library. She wasn't the fondest of books, but it was quiet, and the peace was something Alice wanted. She headed back to a remote section of the library, groped for an interesting book, and finally settled on one reguarding water plants of east Asia. She laid her bag on a a table and sat down opening the book to the introduction.
36 charms|swishandflick
Wednesday, January 25th, 2006
1:11 pm - Moving on
Alice was still wearing the black dress she had worn that morning under her school robes. She sat in the common room attempting to do the potions work she had missed the day before, even though Slughorn had told her it didn't have to be done. She didn't want pity, it wasn't her style. Niether was staying home and grieving. Her father had been suprised when he had walked into her room earlier that afternoon to find her packing up her things. She had said she simply could see a reason to miss anymore class when she had things she had to get done. Truth be told, she just wasn't sure she could stay in a place that held so many memories she wasn't ready to deal with yet.

She had taken the train and was met by a professor who had escorted her back to school. A house elf had appeared and taken her things to her room, and she had attended the afternoon class she had made it back in time to go to. Now, classes were done and Alice couldn't gather the energy to socialize, or even make an appearance. She instead, sat alone, close to the glowing fire wondering if a few days at home might have been a better idea, shaking these thoughts, she glanced down a a particulaly tricky section, determinded to get it right.
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Monday, January 23rd, 2006
8:49 pm - When the end comes.
Alice had been waiting at 8am sharp in infirmary for her father. She had packed a small bag and a a few books, figuring she would, if nothing else need the distraction. He had arrived shortly before nine, his greying hair looking worse for wear, and his eyes hauntingly hollow. He hadn't said much to her on the trip to St. Mungos but that wasn't anything out of the ordinary, he father never really was a talkative man. And now she found herself, standing outside of a hospital room watching the comings and goings around her distractedly. She could hear voices within the room, but she was paying little attention to the words. Her father emerged, followed by Mr. Jenkins, a family friend.

"I'm going to go down to the cafateria for a bit Alice, do watch mum for me." He seemed to hesitate then, almost as if he wanted to say something more, or evne hug her. He instead turned away rubbing at his glasses furiously.

She had hung back a moment before finally entering the room. Her mother lay in the bed, soft light streaming in from a window to her left. Alice looked at her mother with almost clinical detattchment, as if afraid to feel anything. She slid her hand along the sheet bringing it to rest of her mother's non-responsive one. Alice began to cry, softly at first and then harder and harder as more and more memories flooded her mind. Being a child running through her father's store, her mum chasing her laughing.

Several hours later Mr. Checkeye wrapped his arms around his sleeping child. She had fallen asleep sitting down in a chair holding on to his wife's hand. Her hair was splayed out across the bed, the same color as her mothers. He closed his eyes for a moment before calling for the nurse. He had to tell someone his wife had past away.

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current mood: melancholy
2 charms|swishandflick
Thursday, January 19th, 2006
2:24 pm
Alice watched the sun set from the small hill on the west lawn. Her arms wrapped around herself, she smiled as the first stars began to make themselves visable in the fading light.

She lay back staring up at the vastness of the sky and wondered not for the first time, just what exactly was out there. She hoped there was something more.

She had been minding her own business that afternoon at lunch, when an owl unexpectantly dropped a letter on her tray. She pulled it out of the horseradish sauce and gave it a bit of a frown before wiping it on her napkin. The owl had looked extremely flustered and Alice felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as if something very bad was about to happen. Very bad in deed.

She had pulled the letter open with shaky hands.

My dearest Alice,

I am writting to tell you that Mum is quite ill, she had been moved to St. Mungos and we are not sure if she will be coming home. I will be at Hogwarts tomorrow to fetch you.


The day had been nothing more than a blur, she hadn't told anyone what the letter had said, and had been too numb to really react. Now laying outside she felt hot tears begin to build, but she forced them away.

More stars shined as the night around her got deeper.
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Thursday, January 12th, 2006
9:40 pm
One more afternoon of potions and I am going to hex myself. Alice drug herslef toward the class with certain dread. She could hear the clanking of caldrons and the soft tinkering of the vials as students began gathering supplies for whatever potion must have been written on the board. She meandered around the doorway, walking into the almost full class.
Sunday, January 8th, 2006
12:28 pm
Alice entered the great hall timidly. The towering pillars and high ceilings had always made her feel so small. She sat down at a Gryffindor table several seats down from the nearest student. She had planned to study but she found herself unable to concentrate on anything other than the quidditch game coming up. She grabbed her play book and began going over maneuvuers.
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Saturday, December 24th, 2005
10:31 pm
But for a day of gentle cold,
less harsh than this icy death which hold up captive.
I miss the green; replaced with endless gray.
Mourning Summer's passing, as the snow falls today.

Alice put her quill down and stared out the window melancholy as ever. She had never much enjoyed winter, and now that she had become more and more interested in Herbology, the wintery days seemed morose in comparison to their warm counterparts. A voice beckoned her from the front of the house, urging her to join the family for dinner. She stood, her skirt sweeping the floor as she hurried from the room, stopping only long enough to lift the cat from the rug and take him with her.

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