'Weird' is beginning to become a 'normal' in my life, I'm not sure that makes sense but it does in my head. Not that I really understand what 'normal' is suppose to mean, it seems to have a different definition for everyone. For instance, a muggles 'normal' day does NOT involve flying cars, people in robes waving sticks around.. where as that's a 'normal' day for wizards and witches, isn't it?

So far he's bit each of my sisters (minus the baby, Lucy), Lissy twice already.

Of course, any of my friends could say I LOVE being a Prefect and it's too true.

Which reminds me, poor Sammy will be stuck with the little kids. Katie, Legend, Matias, James, Kayla. She's not too cheerful about us seventh years leaving her after the coming term, but she'll survive.