September 1
[9:26 am – Train Ride to Kings Cross]

I like Samson Carswell.

I can pinpoint the moment I realized it, too.

July 25, shortly before everyone left my home, Tait came over to meet my friends. I was excited, hoping he’d get on well with them. Of course, my joys were premature and misplaced (it took forever to think up those words). Samson was the first, and only, to meet Tait. This affair was rather dramatic and involved a haughty Samson, a mocking Tait, a fight with words, a storming off Tait, and a furious Samson lecturing me and leaving. Ten minutes of my sobbing before Samson ventured back with an awkward apology. He sat down beside me.

And I took his hand.

That’s when I realized Merlin’s pants, I like Samson Carswell!

Because, even though we’d fought again and he said awful, mean things, they ceased to matter when he apologized. After I took his hand, when he slipped his fingers between mine, I just knew that everything would be okay. Then, I leant against him and rest my head on his shoulder and he didn’t even move or shrug me off. He didn’t seem to care and I felt warm and right and just perfect. Like that’s where I belonged.

I have no idea what to do.

He probably doesn’t even like me.

It felt like he likes me. There was just this… charge, this energy and everything felt peaceful and comfortable and certainly he felt it? That it was just… right? Because… it just… you could feel it, there’s no way to describe the perfection and rightness I felt. Ag! Oh, Merlin.

What if I imagined it? Maybe there was no charge? Samson was behaving funny when I ran into him in Diagon Alley. He ran off with these two boys (one had a fake mustache. Er…) and merely waved at me when he saw me.

Maybe the moment was actually awkward for him and now he’s going to ignore me best he can.

Ag.

Ag, ag, ag!

I like Samson Carswell.

[Around 2 pm. Maybe close to 3.]

I think I imagined it. In fact, I really believe I must’ve, now, because here I am on the train and Samson has said less than ten words to me. Ag!

When I got on the train, I didn’t know where the others were so I just sat down in a compartment in the front with the skunklettes. Shortly after, Gavin showed up and he came and sat with me. We chatted for a bit and I debated in my mind whether I should talk to Gavin about Samson, but then Callie came in, which was awfully awkward. There’s really been no recovery from last year’s debacle, I don’t believe.

With Callie in there, I couldn’t very well talk about Samson so I made polite conversation with her until Samson showed up. And not long after, Sabrina.

Had they been together? Is that why he wasn’t around – cos he was with Sabrina?

Ich. Go away, tummy pangs.

I am not jealous. There’s no way I’m jealous. They were friends first.

Anyway, Samson barely even acknowledged me – he didn’t even say anything about my hair or clothes. Even Gavin noticed! It was right depressing, too, because Fredreich told me that I look older, like I could pass for fifteen with my hair all piled up in this pretty, loose bun Mummy did. And my new dress was a gift Mummy got! Apparently, this fashion designer for the design label Voila! who is waaay hot couture designed the dress as a gift to Mummy for me.

I figured of all people, he would’ve said something.

But instead, he’s been at the compartment across the hall from me, throwing things and flirting at these girls. Urgh. What’s wrong that stupid jerk? Hmph! No more thinking about him, Issy.

Not a hard task.

Let’s think about the conversation with Callie in which she told you that everyone was happy to see you’d returned.

Everyone but for Sams— NO NO NO! Stop thinking of him! Think pleasant. How sweet of Callie to have said something. Especially as catty and treacherous as she is. Pleasant thoughts, Issy, that was hardly pleasant.

Sigh. Why won’t he at le— Stop there Missy.

Why is it so hard to not think about him?

…and why is the train slowing…?

[4:50something. On.. carriages?]

This is an outrage! An injustice! Karma has caught up to me for all the mean things I did to Matti and for bossing Fredreich around my entire pre-Hogwarts life! Nobody deserves such an injust treatment!

Why segregation?

What’s so wrong with how Hogwarts has been all along?

Never have I attended an all-girls school! And I’ve never wanted to, for that matter!

What in the name of Merlin’s saggy pants is going on right now? All girls? And where are the boys off to? For that matter, where are we off to? Hogwarts? Another school? I want to know who’s behind this, too! Maybe Daddy can dig up some info, I’ll have to borrow an owl off someone and post him. Urgh!

Now I’ll never get to talk to Gavin about Samson or even directly talk to Samson. And I won’t ever get to find out if he’s been avoiding me or just been being really weird. I won’t get to see Aiden or Mister Ryan or Zero or Gavin or Samson or any of my male friends. Ag.

I wish I knew what was going on.

Now I’m currently in a carriage with Sabrina, Juni (I finally found her! Hurrah!), this new little firstie and two girls who I don’t know.

And no. I am certainly not happy. Not. One. Bit.

HMPH!

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Yaaaaay! Issy is back for her second year at Hogwarts, quill and journal ready. With the absence of boys due to the school segregation, I fancy she'll have quite a bit of time on her hands. ;]

It appears Journal fics suddenly became REALLY popular o.o Wow!

Sooo, I hope you guys come back to continue reading and commentingand enjoying the world as told by Issy. :]

P.S: Comments are greatly appreciated. ;] Heehee

Oh wowww! Another Issy journal!



I'll edit as I read, I just wanted to make my presence known as I start doing that. ;] *shnuggles*

Keep up the brilliant work, hun.

Issy journal!


FLUFF! *melts*

Teehee. She's soooooo cuuuuuttteeee! I know I've already said that about a 100 times, but it's TRUE! *shnuggles her tightly*



*cough* Yes, they were together. *tickles Issy's tummeh*



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I love you, Ashlie. And I luff her. And all your characters. *opens an Ashlie Fan Club*

Eeeep! I'm so glad you're back!

She's so cuuuute! And Samson's being a meanie *pokes him and nudges him to kiss her* Speaking of which, I wonder what she'll write when that happens *giggles*

Ashliecat, this is fantastic, as always. LOVE IT!

*snort* Oh c'mon Issy! You knew you liked my boy the moment you set eyes on him that day at Diagon Alley .

Lololol. I love their little moments. They're all so cute. Especially when Samson ignores Issy but really thinks fluffy thoughts about her hair and her shoes .

o: *le gasp* TESSIE. Don't let Sam kiss Issy. Not yeeet. I'm not ready to see my baby grow up. D: Though I do wish he'd mature, even just a little bit. >D

MORE, 'SHRIEE.

Your enthusiasm makes me so happy LOL Seriously. ^____^ Yaaay. Hurrah, first to read. Heehee. -shnuggles-

Thank you thank you! ^____^

I plan to keep it up long ;]

LOL Yaaaay Issy journals! -excited-

Fluff = LOVE You know how addicted I am. xD

Awww LOL You and everyone else. :3 Somehow, Issy became a bit of a favorite around you guys. I love it. Issy loves it, too. ;]

Shhhh! Don't let Issy hear! -covers her ears- She's been utterly sensitive and such, 'specially when it comes to Samson. Heehee

Ashlie Fan Club? o.O What what? NOOOOO I don't need one. -blush- Make it for someone else, kay? Someone more worthy.

I love you tooo. Thanks!

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Thank you, thank you. -bows- You make me feel so wanted. I love it! -dances-

LOLOL That makes two. You guys make mine and Issy's ego inflate so much, I love it.

ROFL! He can't kiss her yet! Not till he realizes it. (Unless he kisses her and realizes it... hmmm.) GOSH THEY'RE GROWING UP SO FAST.

Oh man. That will be a most amazing entry, won't it? LOL

-bows- Thank you, NinajKat. Oh how Issy misses Mister Ryan.

Hey hey! Of course she liked him that moment. She didn't know. Not till that moment at her house. HAND HOLDING FLUFF! squeeeeee! :3 I'll admit to liking him right away

THEIR MOMENTS ARE UTTERLY ADORABLE! Issy is always trying to breathe and I do love Samson's random Issy thoughts - and then he freaks out cos he has no idea why he's thinking of her.

They grow up so fast. LOL -sniffles- DON'T GROW UP YEEEEET! Would Samson actually be Samson if he was more mature right now? ;] haha!

MORE COMING NAO!

[7:34 pm]

For the sake of my last entry, the carriage I was in included Sabrina, Juni, a first year named Becca, a first year named Melly, and Willow. Becca and Melly are awfully cute, I’ll be happy to have them around. We’ve all stuck together thus far, which will come in handy, seeing as half of my close friends have gone missing. Plus, I feel kind of… like a mother duck with these little firstie friends. I wonder if Samson and Sabrina felt this way about me last term…

The point of me writing, though, is not to ponder whether my friends felt like mother ducklings but to rant and vent.

BECAUSE I AM NOT AT HOGWARTS!

It is impossible that this could be Hogwarts – some weird monstrous construction meant to be a torture chamber, I believe. That is the only conclusion I can come to, if I’m thinking in means of logic, because this white and lavander and grey and girly school can only be a torture chamber. Why else would we have such rules?

No letters to anyone outside of your family.

No jewelry.

No pets in the Common Room and certainly not in the bed.

But the skunklettes sleep with me! They always have, since I brought them home! There is no way they can’t not sleep with me – it’d be too confusing for them and they’d probably not comply anyway. I know a lot of people feel the same way, because Juni said that her lemurs probably wouldn’t do well doing so either, and Gem’s toad probably can’t bear to be separated either. Has this Belle woman never heard of separation anxiety?

This whole thing is incredibly insane. No words can sum them up. In the Common Room, I had a big pow wow with the girls, all about this. The Common Room… Merlin I cannot describe the Common Room! There is no blue! Everything is white – white leather amchairs, white daisy shaped tables and flower shaped lamps and flowers everywhere and these hideous portraits of the Minister and his wife! ONE OF THE PORTRAITS HAS THE MININSTER DRESSED IN A TOGA! As if I want to see that!

They give me this eerie feeling that we’re being watched. I imagine it’s entirely plausible, too. Somehow, the Minister and his wife can see us in our Common Room. How eerie! Those portraits are all over – are they watching us at all times? Ag! How horrifying!

Though I told myself not to mention him, I really wish Samson was here. Because he would greatly enjoy everything we’re doing. It feels so authoritative and serious, makes me feel bigger and older. How silly, I know. Even still, Juni and Sabrina and Becca and Melly and Gem and I are having such fun and we went to talk to Professor Lainey. We have a few ideas about changing the Common Room… hehe. Juni has plants. Like a venus fly trap…hehehe.

The Hogwarts Brigade.

Doesn’t that sound fab?

I envision us in our uniforms, marching around. With our Hogwarts blazers and a white arm band bearing the Hogwarts’ crest and a First Aid sign. We’re here to save the school! It makes me feel so happy and silly. If only the situation wasn’t so serious…

On the bright side, I suppose, I’ve met some new friends. Hurray!

Yet, I still feel really… ominous.

This really isn't Hogwarts - it can't be. The Hogwarts I know was... so much cozier. Our Common Room doesn't feel right, the arm chairs aren't comfy. No one likes leather - I have it at home and hate it there, too! These flowers make me feel ill (no, really - I attained a headache in the time I was in there). Where are the books? What happened to the home I know? Ag, I feel like crying again. I was so looking forward to Hogwarts again and now it's all... wrong! This infuriates me so greatly!

I want to go home. And by home, I mean the old Hogwarts. Not this weird... screwed up, torture chamber called Belle's School of Witchcraft.

It's like Belle's Academy of Fine Ladies.

THERE IS NO WAY I WILL BE A PRINCESS!

Time to go write letters.

Encyclapedia of People

Melly: Melina First Year Ravenclaw. Personality rather unknown. Shy. Quiet. Seems booky. Nice and friendly. Kind of soft spoken, but she seems to be trying. Rather introverted, it seems. Often in thought? Even still, worth befriending and staying close to.

Becca: Rebecca. First Year Ravenclaw. Outgoing. Very outspoken. Loud. Big on stirring it up. Upset about the new Hogwarts (duh) and wants to make a change. Willing to shake it up a bit. Very good with people. Another good friend to get close to.

The Hogwarts Brigade ya'll! *giggles* Oh Lord, this is so much fun by itself and reading Issy's thoughts only make it even more fun!

I wonder what Samson would think of this Issy *wiggles brows*

Awwiee, and what she said about Melly is cute =3 I've got a feeling Issy really is a mother duck now

Tehee. I don't think so. *shakes head*

I love the way she describes the Ravenclaw Common Room. xD

Aww. No way she will be a Princess? Issy already ish a Princess. *nod nod* But yeah, it's not something Clara needs to teach. xD

LMAO. *Pets her*
She's going to end up having nightmares about that. Poor thing.

Willow: No plants! The Common Rooms is not a greenhouse! *Grumbles*
Me: *Covers her mouth* Plants are nice.

Hahaha, I LOVE it Ashlieee<33333333

Write more... Thats an order..

OMG! It's so good! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?

Ooo. I just found this! *highfives you*
Very good!
*brow waggle* I'm really enjoying the Samson bit and Issy seems to share my opinion on the Minister-in-toga portrait. *shuddershudder*
The Hogwarts Brigade! LMAO!

Round two!!!!

I could have sworn Callie was the first in the compartment and Samson and Gavin showed up after her. Callie didn't like that.

I love it and yes we were all inspired. *looks away*

LOVE YOU!!!!

LOLOL You have no idea how much I adore the Hogwarts Brigade. They're so cute and silly and fun! And I love that they're going to take action! Even if it's not anything altering. Heehee

Samson would like this Issy, I bet. Actually... I'm not. He might not enjoy it so much. Or he'd back off and not know how to act around her. xD

^______^ Issy feels all maternally and mother ducky to Melly and Becca. It's quite cute, really. heehee. :3

LOLOL I had the best image of Sabrina quacking. xD

Issy has quite strong feelings about the Common Room. And that toga portrait.

LMAO Okay, okay. She's a Princess. In her own way. She's not a Clara Belle princess though. Urk! xD LOLOL

Thanks! ^_____^ Glad you're enjoying!

And yes, she certainly WILL have nightmares about that thing. (I have the plan already. -cackles-) Poor children, being subjected to such a horror as this.

Awww Willow, now. The plants > Flowers
And a venus fly trap can bite people they don't like Heeheee

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LOLOL! You certainly seem to be enjoying this. Hurrah!

^____^ Awww, now you're making me embarassed :3 Issy just has a great voice, I suppose. Thank you very much!

Hurrah for finding this! LOL Gem will be in here often. -high fives back-
Thank you muchly so
LOL ahhh, another jumper of the Samssy bandwagon, eh? -waggles brows- Samson is mentioned. A lot.
URK THE MINISTER IN A TOGA SHOULD BURN! -shivers-
YAAAAY HOGWARTS BRIGADE!

Ahaha, yes, that is the way it happened. ;] Callie first, then Gavin. However, Issy remembered it differently, because she and Callie hardly talked and because she has been traumatized. =P LMAO

Inspiration is love. I just like it when people say where it came from. xD -big headed- LOLOL <333 heehee.

Round three is coming up

LOVE YOU TOOOOOO! -flails-

September 2
[3:45 pm]

I had the worst dream last night.

The setting seemed to be some sort of fairy land of sorts, I’m not sure, I just mostly remember that it was a big, elegant castle with all sorts of extravagant decorations and furniture and stuff, lots of leather and pearls and gold and diamonds in a rather gaudy fashion. More horrifying than where I was was how I looked. Adorned in a fluffy, frilly, lacey, layered and bouncy pink and white and yellow dress, I realized, I was a princess. On my feet was one glass shoe and I wondered for a moment if I was supposed to be some weird Cinderella and that a prince was going to come around. My hair was all done up in all these curls and coils, twisting and piling up into some weird, fancy hair style, with yellow flowers, really ugly, smelly flowers, stuck in it.

“Iserella!” called a voice, I don’t know who’s. “The prince is here!”

The prince? In the back of my mind, my rational mind, had no idea who this prince was and whether I was supposed to be excited, but Dream!Issy (Iserella?) got all excited and began to run, or rather hop off, towards a long, winding, spiral staircase of stone.

At the bottom of the stairs, I stopped dead and my breath caught, whether it was Dream!Issy or me, I don’t know. Because there stood a tall, very, VERY beautiful man with a messy hair and a glass shoe in his hand that looked very, very much like the one I was wearing. But the more astounding bit was not the Cinderella correlation but the fact that the prince was Samson.

SAMSON CARSWELL WAS MY LITERAL DREAM PRINCE.

I was utterly shocked and bewildered. Certainly, I have admitted to liking Samson – at least only to myself. Even still, here I was in a flouncy, frilly, lacey, floofey, poofey dress with ugly flowers in my hair and wearing only one glass shoe. The look on his face suggested absolute horror and disgust and suddenly I felt my heart plummet. Seeing that look on his face was absolutely devastating.

And then he said “Princess? What kind of princess is she? Shouldn’t she be prettier? What are you wearing? You are not my Princess! Must be some Belle’s Pretty Princess Academy reject!”

And then he dropped the shoe and I woke up, panicked.

I miss Samson. But I don’t think he really misses me. Just to try, I sent off a letter for him. Actually, I mailed it out to “Daddy”, which Fredreich will intercept and slip into an included envelope to “My Dearest Samson”, pretending to be from his mum. Still, I doubt he’ll reply to me. It was worth a chance, though, I suppose. Next I’ll write Gavin. Maybe Aidenk but I don’t think I want to get him into trouble.

[9:24 pm]
Professor Lainey might just be the most amazing gift from the gods. We Ravenclaw Girls are so fortunate to be able to have her for our Head of House. Now we’ve a closet to stash away all the new, ugly furniture and the flower vases and awful pillows and frumpy, flower lamps. Which will be fab. And, in the mean time, I’ve gotten a grand idea. I just have to get to work on it – it might take me a long time to do. All night long, possibly.

But I’m sure the girls will be interested! I can’t see them saying no, at least. Rather, I should hope they don’t. The Hogwarts Brigade doesn’t back down from missions and hopefully they’re as true as I’m hoping. We’re not going to break rules or anything, I haven’t plans for any such missions. However, I do want to shake things up the slightest – I miss home. Hogwarts the home. Belle’s school is driving me crazy already, it’s that ridiculous.

Plus, we need some fun. This is fun.

September 3
[4:53 am]

I need sleep. So horribly. Staying up all night was my worst decision and I imagine that classes are going to be awful. But I’m nearly finished with it all, now. Just need to finish up a few more logs and then I’m finished. Perhaps I’ll get a nice nap in later…?

[3:20 pm]

The Great Hall is absolutely strange. It’s so queer, Ravenclaw and Slytherin House tables being so large while the others are so small. Compared to them, Ravenclaw is elegant, though Slytherin is just elaborate beyond belief – I imagine Minister Cooper and his wife must’ve been Slytherins in school?

Yes. The Ministry is behind this whole split, whole heartedly. I cannot imagine why, though. Splitting us up and all these rules and silly procedures. None of them make much sense. Though, I suppose I can understand why they would outrule some things, silly as they are, but others? Like the no jewelry rule? That one I don’t really understand. Not being able to owl anyone outside your parents? Another stupid, absurd rule.

I miss the boys a lot. While my dream is still confusing, I do miss them. Samson and Gavin and Aiden and Mister Ryan and Zero to name the more important ones. It’s silly of me, but I wonder if any of them miss me. Somehow, I’m sure Samson doesn’t. He’s probably having the time of his life, not having to be near me. The more I’ve thought of it, the more I’ve realized I think he just doesn’t like me like that. As a friend, certainly. When he took accepted my hand and made that move to slide his fingers between mine, it must just have been some silly little friendship thing, not really an “I like you and am showing you so” kind of thing like I’d hoped.

What a foolish, silly little girl I am.

Might as well preoccupy myself with other things, right? Fortunately, I have quite a few nice friends to keep me busy and to make this dreary, torture chamber feel a bit more fun and less horrible.

Speaking of horrible. We’ve not even had a Divination class yet and already had homework. I suppose it was a precursor to the class – one of those “haha, now you’ve got to read the book and know the material” kind of things. Chiromancy – palmistry, and the three major lines. It was rather easy homework – we had to use one adjective to describe each line. Unfortunately, I didn’t so well on it, because I didn’t read too clearly that we were allowed to elaborate, so now I feel foolish. No one knows – I haven’t told them.

And I never will, for that matter.

September 5
[4:36 pm]

In the beginning, I never cared for Divination as a class. Personally, I find it hokey and foolish. But I must admit that it’s interesting, rather fascinating. Not that I believe in it, but I find some of the ideas to be really interesting. I’m glad I did that first homework – when I went to the class, I earned three points. Yay! Ravenclaw desperately needs them, too. We went from being in FIRST to third, and it’s rather disappointing, to be honest. Especially because Professor Lainey really wants that House Cup.

I wonder if we’ll have Quidditch.

A team comprised of all females? It would seem so weird, since I’m used to our co-ed teams. How I detest this all-female thing. I don’t so much mind the girls, really. We haven’t encountered any weird drama, like the girls at school were like. Goodness, I’m glad to be away from that for sure. Some of them were horrible, really. Like Missy, Merlin’s pants, she never liked me or my friends and was always “Blah, blah, Bella is so fake.” To be honest, I’m not sure how she deemed me fake, because she was the one who, at eight years old, had already dyed her hair and by age ten was wearing make up and had the most phony giggle.

I shouldn’t get catty about this, seeing as I never have to see her again.

But she always hated me, especially cos Tait liked me. Missy has liked Tait for a long, long time. He never liked her, though, because she was fake and he and I were really good friends and slowly, he started to like me and I liked him too. Everyone liked Tait, he’s really hot. I never call people hot but Merlin’s baggy pants, he is hot.

I saw him this summer. Back before Samson and I had that hand-holding scene and they fought and stuff. Now I feel bad, though, because Tait and I didn’t see each other after that and I’m not sure if he knows how to get a hold of me… After all, he doesn’t know I’m a witch.

Must. Stop. Babbling.

September 6
[6:55 pm]
Rather interesting moment in the library, today. I was over in the study section, working on my homework, when I was joined by a flock of students. A Hufflepuff named Caitlin, a Ravenclaw by name of Serena, Ari, Melly, Willow… was there another? Maybe… I can’t quite remember.

What I do remember is that we’ve decided to form a mini-library. Because our library hasn’t any recreational reading (everything is Ministry Approved and all boring research things), we all decided that we’ll make our own library. First, we’re pooling together all of our books and then, we’ll ask our parents to send us more. Apparently Melly has quite a few – she didn’t say how many but you could tell – plus she’s always reading. We’re going to get some Quidditch books, too, because we haven’t any of those in the school, either.

This way, we can all read new stuff and be able to leave them round our Common Room and make it more cozy and lived in.

I’m hoping to put up a banner over those portraits in the Common Room. The feeling that we’re being watched still plagues and disturbs me. Also, I’m sick of having to see that toga picture. Every time I do, my gag reflex twitches and it’s all I can do to hold down my stomach.

Though, I wonder if we can do anything about the leather furniture… perhaps we can also change the paint somehow? We just need more blue.

September 8
[5:17 pm]
Potions homework is, thus far, the most absurd homework I’ve yet had to complete in my whole career – not just in Hogwarts, but in my whole school career. We have to write a song about a potion or an aspect of a potion. So I did one on the Drought of Living Death. After I completed it, I realized that it came out rather sadistic and such, but I didn’t want to re-write it so I’m keeping it as such. There’s lots of information, though, so I hope I get lots of points for it.

We need the points badly.

Potions class itself was interesting… the teacher asked about our favorite cookies and it was really odd. At least I the Professor didn’t look like a skunk Most mortifying class ever. Never, ever again.

September 9
[2:34 pm]

[From the Mission Log]

Slipped beneath pillows of the Hogarts Brigade:
Calling on the Hogwarts Brigade!

Assemble in the Ravenclaw Common Room for a Very Important Assignment. Details will be given upon assembly of all. This is Confidential. Burn this note upon reading.

- Agent IC
(Like Icy cool!)

Assignment
Operation: Flower Freedom

Agents: The Hogwarts Brigade (Sabrina, Juniper, Gemma, Becca, Melly, Ari, Isabella)
Assignment Tag: Rid Common Room of Flowers
Assignment: Take flowers from vases in Common Room and dormitory and deliver them to various students and staff around school. Tell no one where they come from – be coy and lie. No rule says we cannot take flowers but we must be safe. DO NOT GIVE TO FLYING INSTRUCTER. Allegedly hates students.

Another brilliant post. xD I would quote the bits I loved, but I am too lazy. >.<

And of course Samson was your literal dream frog Prince!

*pet's Issy* Clara's school caused the nightmare. *smacks Samson's head* Be nice!


I love Issy. <3

Ohhh long post.

Haha. I love the dream with Samson as IssyC's prince. Would only happen like that in a dream.

There was a potions class? Missed that. Oops.

Great job Sicle!

LOL! Oh man XD I so love Issyyyyy! She's so freaking cute!

Seriously, once she and Samson meet again... Oh man, I just know it'll be something amazing to read

Oooh. Another Issy fic! But no mention of Gavin yet? =[
She's so cute though. Hehe.

LOLOL ahhh laziness. xD I'm sure you'll quote in the next bit, so it's all good. ;] I love when you quote - I like seeing the bits people like. Eeek.

LMFAO The frog bit. -dies giggling- I can't believe I initially wrote that! LOLOL Alas - now that she's admitted to liking Samson, he'll show up even MORE in her dreams. :3 Wheee!

IT DID! That awful school really messed with her in the beginning. :3

And Issy loves you. -cling-

YES! Long post. I love them. :3

LOLOLOL Only in a dream. xD But, even still. She can't help but fear that he would respond that way - Issy doesn't think Samson likes her like that ISN'T THE ANGST CUTE?! hahah!

LOLOL Yeaaah, there was xD Heehee.

Thank you dahling ^_____^

Goodness! Everyone loves her. :3 -loves that everyone loves her- Heehee. She is really cute, though, yes. :3 I don't think she even realizes it!

Here's hoping! It could be something bad, though. I'm hoping Samson is secretly missing her and wanting to see her again, if only because she makes him smile. <aw LOL!

YES YES! A new journal for each year.

Awww, she mentions missing him The shock hasn't yet worn off. Look at the next update ;]

Heehee, everyone agrees. xD

[10:22 pm]

Mission Log
Operation Status Complete
Details
Group One: Gemma, Becca, Sabrina
Group Two: Melly, Ari
Group Three: Issy, Juni, (additional) Adina

Passed flowers to numerous people. Gryffindor Prefect. Bella C-something. Professor Brooks. Professor Hawkins.

Many people were very receptive. Prefect seemed to think we stole the flowers. Juni was aghast. Professors especially adored them. Reward? Toasted marshmallows and cookies. Best reaction award goes to: Professor Brooks. Especially receptive to Professor Brooks was Juni. (Care of Magical Creatures = Animal freak = Juni. Perhaps future CoMC Professor?)

Over all, very fun day. Professor Brooks initially was suspicious but let go of them. Seemed to enjoy our company greatly. Very kind. Invited us back again. Yay! Certain we left a good impression. Had much fun. Lots of laughter, lots of melted marshmallows. Very happy Juni. Will return again.

Professor Hawkins was initially intimidating. Juni was terrified and Adina seemed uncertain. Also went over well. Was told we reminded her of herself when young (very good compliment?) and offered cookies in return. Must give love to Professors who break rules. AND who make mean comments about the Ministry Officials.

No one likes them, it appears. Could be worth noting.

Also to note is Professor Brooks; good to visit and converse with.

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Really! Today has been so very much fun. The giddiness is still with me and I don’t even want to shake it at the moment. It’s fueling me and I can’t even sleep now, the buzz is still providing me with enough energy to stay on the brink of sleep. So many things to highlight and so little time for it.

Professor Brooks was exceptional. Really, she was so fab about our gift and I think she really enjoyed it, even if she wasn’t sure where the flowers came from. We explained to her that we did not steal the flowers but that we just could not tell her where they came from. Why can’t people take an enigma and be happy with that? Alas, secretive things merely arouse curiosity so perhaps that was to be expected…

Hanging out with her was much more comfortable than I’d have expected hanging out with a Professor to be. We toasted marshmallows and chatted a bit and she told us she’d like us to come back again. I think she meant it, too. This has me all excited for her class now, too. After meeting her, I can only guess that it would be utterly fantastic! There’s no way to expect any less!

Another shocker was Professor Hawkins, because I knew very little about her, too. We chose to visit her as my favorite class is Charms so… I supposed I wanted to acquaint myself with her? Juni seemed absolutely terrified at first and it took a little while to calm her down, but the more the Professor talked, the more Juni calmed and the more the Professor seemed to like us. In fact, she didn’t even mind Juni calling the flowers poignant and gaudy! One would figure that someone wouldn’t take kindly receiving gifts in which the giver wasn’t fond of them but it worked out for us.

And we had cookies!

Must make a note to visit these Professors more often. Not just for the cookies! Though… they’re quite nice… mmm.

The highlight of my day, though, was spending time with Juni. I honestly believe she’s one of my best friends. While she is nothing like Couri or Nettie, there’s something about Juni which puts me at ease and makes me happy. Being comfortable around someone is a good sign of true friendship and I feel completely comfortable with her. Not to say the others aren’t good friends – Merlin, I adore these girls. But it felt like Juni and I hadn’t hung out any with each other, so this was nice. And she seemed to enjoy herself so much, it was nice to be a part of that, and to feel that I had something to do with it.

Somehow, I need to let Juni know… I’m just not yet sure… Maybe I can find her a nice plant? She really does love them… hmm…

September 11
[12:44 am]

Astronomy was a really nice class. It was quite simple and quite relaxing. Surprisingly, it was lead by a Ministry Professor, which comes as a surprise because I would have expected her to then be a little… I don’t know. Harder? Harsher?

We went in and lay down on fluffy pillows and star gazed “muggle style”. Which I never considered strictly muggle but even still, it was very lovely. I think what made it so lovely for me was the memories. When we were younger, Fredreich and I used to lay on the patio or grass out back and look at the stars. As he got older, Matti joined us, too. Fredreich would point out different stars, planets, and constellations to me and while I remember very few, it’s still a fond memory.

He showed me where the Northern star was.

And the Seven Sister of Pleiades.

I can find Orion’s Belt on my own.

Sometimes, I can see Mars, when it’s particularly bright.

How I wished the boys (Fredreich and Matti) could have been there with me, giggling softly and pointing things out. On the shooting star I saw, I wished that everything was fine back home. I know that people say if you tell anyone about what you wish for, it won’t come true, but I didn’t tell anyone, now did I? Just my trusty journal.

I’m really tired, though, so I’m going to sleep. If I could, I would write Fredreich a letter, but the Owlry is closed down, now. Apparently students have been receiving contraband items? It makes me sad, I really wanted to write Fredreich. Maybe I will and save it for later…

I miss him. And Samson. Gavin, too. Aiden, Mister Ryan, Zero. How empty school seems without them, sometimes.

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[4:02 pm]

Arithmancy was, perhaps, the oddest class I’ve yet attended. We painted on the walls! Our Arithmancy was done on the walls! It was too great! So much fun. While the maths bits of the class are confusing and I sometimes fumble them around and displace and transpose them (I looked that one up), it made it more fun and therefore I wasn’t focusing so hard.

If only we could do our homework the same way – it’s so long! It will take me ages to finish it up. Eek!

I wish I knew more older students – I know Ari, yes, and I think Willow is a year older. Serena and Gem are older, too. Maybe they could help me? If they were around, I’m sure Samson or Gavin or Mister Ryan would help.

…okay. So maybe Mister Ryan would. I do miss the other two boys though! So dearly! In his absence, I realize how very much time I spent with Samson last term, and if I wasn’t with Samson or Juni, I was talking to Gavin. If only Gavin was here… I’d wanted to talk to him about Samson, because he knows Samson so well and somehow seems to understand me so well. Or at least be nice and try to understand me.

I miss them all! My female friends are fun and incredible, but I feel an empty place for them. How sad.

September 12
[3:56 pm]

Defense Against the Dark Arts was, perhaps, the most amazing, most incredibly fun class I’ve been to! Nothing in the class had anything to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts, because the Ministry told Headmistress Rae she had to teach us to become little ladies, but I still thoroughly enjoyed it! The only way I can write this is in incoherent phrases, I fear! How long it’s been since I played dress up! Melly was utterly adorable and seemed as excited as I did!

WE DRESSED UP! If I could take the joy and enthusiasm I felt in class and bottle it up, I would! How I wish there was a way to write it into here so I could keep and cherish it forever, for those times when I get down.

We dressed up and dined all fancy like with fancy meals. Chicken a la orange! It’s been forever since I ate that! House Elves delivered our food and we were all dressed up very pretty. Juni looked beautiful. I’ve never seen her all dressed up and she looks so fantastic in her dress. Melly was so very adorable and Becca wouldn’t even dress up! She was such a party pooper. Hard as I could, I tried to fight the dress robes onto her, but she fought back and had the upper edge (no pun intended) as she’s a little taller than me.

Juni made me stop eventually and then we sat in chairs ENCHANTED TO PUSH US IN! It was weird at first, and took me a couple tries to get used to and to not fall into the chair as soon as it hit the back of my knees. The whole concept as Headmistress Rae told us was to trust the chair.

We had salad and soup and Rae told us to never take our shoes off under the table (which I almost did!) and we ate chicken a la orange and the desserts were the best part! Crème Brule! Tiramisu! And a heavy chocolate mousse! They all looked so fabulouse and I sampled a little bit of all them. The entire affair was classy but fun, because we were all giggling and being silly. Callie spoke to me. Er, she asked me to pass my salt and pepper but… it was worth mentioning, I suppose.

I can only imagine if the boys had such a class. Thinking of it makes me giggle, hehe.

The most divine (yes, simply DIVINE) bit about it was dressing up. Everyone looked so cute! So very adorable and it was just so fun. I know it’s silly of me, but I tried to imagine what Samson or Gavin would say or think. Gavin would probably say something silly, or tease me in that nice manner of his. Honestly, I’m not certain if Samson would have noticed or said anything, because that’s how he is and he said nothing when I was dressed up on the train. At least Gavin noticed my hair.

Would he think I was pretty? Samson, I mean.

Ag! It doesn’t matter! He’s not here!

We had such fun, though! And I really want to do it again. In fact… I think I have an idea for my birthday party. Now… I just need to figure out where to find a tea set at… hmmm… Maybe the House Elves…?

I shall have to see!

HAHA. I love it, Ashliecat! It's so wonderful. You're incredibly talented.

Awww! Samson would be too amazed to say a thing, Issy *giggles and hugs her* I bet her little bday party will be amazing