I'm exhausted... and my nose is quite sore. Dear me. Lots been happening. The most recent development is little Padma's escapade. I adore her, but I swear she doesn't have a brain in her head sometimes. She met this creepy guy in Hogsmeade. At first she lied about him and made him out to be wonderful ( I still don't know why on earth she'd lie about a thing like that) and then Cho and I discovered he was 22. So we gave li'l Padma a bit of a lecture and she completely turned on us and we had quite an uncomortable conversation. But i got it out of her when she was meeting up with him again. I just couldn't let her do something like that. So I arrived at the Quidditch pitch at the said time and I was just in time to find this guy groping her while the poor dear was in tears! I quickly fended him off, but he got my nose to bleed pretty well. But it was worth it for sure to save her. Poor thing. I picked her up and took her back to the castle, as she seemed quite traumatized. We went to the hospital wing to get my nose looked at and I told her gently that she had better not do it again. *sighs* I just hope the silly thing listens. *smiles*

In other news, my git of a brother Fred decided not to tell me about the letter from mum. Cho wrote to our mum apologizing for our night of... "fun." Well, of course, Fred and I did our best to hide it seeing as how she thinks we're rascals but not that naughty. So mum of course owled us telling us what horrible people we are and basically said we were dead. I just hope she's cooled off by the time we go back to the Burrow for holiday. Oy oy oy. I really need to smack Fred for hiding that from me. The dunce.

Speaking of dunces. Ginny is making me ashamed of being a Weasley. I'd like to help her, but she's being too much of an incredible bitch for that idea to seem very appealing. I feel sorry for Harry, he cares too much for his own bloody good. She's not treating him well. I can tell. Oh well. I'm off to turn an unsuspecting hufflepuff firsty into a canary.