HECK YEAH we're gonna rock the school! Rock like a beaast! But I don't know what he means about getting over my ravenous Pygmy Puff idea... I told him, it was just a wizarding motion picture book story... It's not like a strange potion is really going to be spilled on a pgymy puff, turning James aka 'Puff Daddy' into 'Puff Deadly'! He won't REALLY ravage Hogsmeade village, towering 40 feet tall and with a taste for people... It couldn't happen!

(or could it? Hmmm.... James and I need to take a field trip to the potions lab...)

Ok I am upset that Will has a pgymy puff named Puff Daddy! I am even more upset that he didn't give me one named Biggie Smalls! Ok I am being silly right now, but I've been in such a foul mood I needed something to make me smile and like a Swiss clock Will was right on schedule I luv ya babe. It sucks that we won't get to hang out during the school term

Seriously if Billium gets a hold of my James, I am going to burn his hair, or at least put Fred in a box under my bed. I am not the fighting type. So I won't burn him. My pygmy puff is my friend. No pouring weird liquid on him. *makes a note to keep him at close watch at all times*

Now onto this girl free zone. As I ranted earlier, I am so glad there is no drama. But instead there is that guy I met in Diagon Alley. It seems he is a teacher here. I hope he doesn't teach any of my classes. I don't even know what his name is. I may have to "accidentally" throw something at his head. Like some gum or a brick.

Upon further retrospect this Boy free school maybe just the ticket. I mean think of it. We get all the bathrooms to ourselves. And seriously speaking some of you ladies need to learn how to give yourselves a little TLC time in front of the mirror. I am available for fashion and beauty tips ladies. I can be found in the Slytherin common room.

Second we don't have to pretend to care about their silly little hobbies like collecting frog spawn and toadstools. Honestly could that be more boring. They can put each other to sleep with that none sense.

We can actually have a meal without a boy trying to pop something into the air and trying to catch it in his mouth. Newsflash, IT"S NOT FUNNY! Only guys without personalities stoop to cheap tricks like that to amuse a crowd. And enough with the burping already! It is not cute and sometimes it reeks. Muggles created toothbrushes for a reason guys. USE THEM!

Ok I am done. This may actually work out I still love you guys though. Just getting used to the idea or having a boy free school and looking at the positives about it

You know what really bugs me? When people question my loyalty to the school. While everyone else is running around like chickens with their heads cut off because they're being separated from their beloved of the opposite gender, I'm sitting all by myself just ACCEPTING this. Honestly! There's really not much we can do to change this right now. The staff is coping, which is all the more reason why we should.

And the fact that this Jason Potter Weasley kid had the audacity to actually accuse me of not caring about Hogwarts? HELLO! I helped defend the school when it was attacked by muggles. I tried to help figure out what was going on with the missing students last year. I'd give an arm and a leg for Hogwarts. How DARE he?!?!?! This is an outrage, and I will not stand for being disrespected so.

Just because I'm not in an uproar about the school doesn't mean I don't care for it. I am extremely insulted. I am disgusted. Yeah, I'm not a fan of the new rules or anything, but I know that the Ministry's really not going to care what a bunch of annoying children want. Kids always expect things. We don't always get what we want. Just deal with the cards you're dealt. Make the best of it. And most importantly, STOP TRYING TO FIND LOOPHOLES! You're going to get in more trouble than you can imagine.

That's it, kthxbai.

HUFFLEPUFF?

Is the Sorting Hat freaking serious? It put me in HUFFLEPUFF? This is CRACKED! I refuse to accept the judgement of a senile, patched hat. Three hundred years of Slytherin blood flows through my veins, I ain't accepting this insult!

Watch out, you crazy Hat. You'll regret this! I'll make you pay! Pay through your mindless gob!

ooc: lmao, I love Hufflepuff, but this is going to be fun!

Following rules never was my strongest point.

Can you believe the rules Mr. Cooper put up? They're INSANE. For one, I happen to like tucking my shirt out. Getting it tucked in makes me sweaty! Yuck! And why do our shoes have to match our belt? Where is this guy's sense of color? I liked my brown shoes. Hmph. Now that I don't have any brown belts, they can't match! And how am I supposed to wear sandals, eh? And what if I wanted to go barefoot? My pants would fall down! WOE IS ME. And another thing. Why are we not allowed to eat outside of the Great Hall? What if we get sick and can't get out of bed? They can't tell me that we still have to get our own food and eat at the Great Hall. Hmph. Well, it won't be my fault when soneone catches my cold!

Then again, there are the reasonable rules, too. Pets. Meh. I never did like having furballs and featherballs following me around all the time. They make me sneeze, and they do NOT look cute! Cute is for the girls. They use pets as accessories, and I don't think I need any of those. There's this one guy in Gryffindor, Aiden. He has a prairie dog! He laughed at me for calling it a dog. Well, I wasn't paying attention! Besides, what'd be your first thought if you heard 'prairie dog'? Dog, right?! And whoever came up with that name is crazy. Rodents are hardly canine. Hmph. And I bet he uses it for an accessory, too. He giggles, for heaven's sake! GIGGLES! What man in their right mind giggles. Geez. Whatever. That's way off the point.

Another thing, the sports and clubs. We aren't allowed to have extra curriculars anymore! Good! Saves me the trouble, really. But why didn't they abolish Quidditch? Hmph. Ryan loves Quidditch, really, so I'd like to see the look on his face of they got rid of it for good. But they didn't do it! Quidditch is so for sissys. Ask Gavin. He thinks so, too.

These boys, by the way, are crazy. I mean, it's like they can't live without girls! I don't get it! This Antwone guy, and that other Gryffindor person, they're planning to start a revolution. Psht. Yeah right, like that's gonna happen. The Ministry's too good to listen to you, dudes! And speaking of Gryffindor, have you seen their table? I pity them, really. They have the worst. I don't get it, either. But that doesn't concern me, considering Ravenclaw Table is the second best. Heck yeah! Slytherin's the best around, though, but that's okay. At least we get comfy seats, and we get knives! How're you gonna cut up your steaks now, huh Gryffies? Use your fangs?! Psht.

Whatever. I'm blabbing. Me and Niall have businesses to settle. He doesn't like girls either. I can tell we're gonna get along. Heh!

Alright, so I've gotten over the not having any girls at the school thing, and I thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I got to say goodbye to everyone I wanted, and I figured I'd at least get to write to them.

But NO.

We don't get to write to ANYONE except for family! How ridiculous is that? What about my friends back home? Don't they realize we have other people to contact who are OUTSIDE of Hogwarts--or Belle's school, or whatever name they are calling the girl's school--and how crazy we're going to go locked up all the time with just guys?

At least Gryffindor's aren't down any points at the moment. But if certain people don't shut their mouths, we will be.

People need to stop planning to overthrow this whole thing. I guarantee the Minister has already thought of this, and they're just going to get caught. There better not be any Gryffindor's doing that! If they are...well, I'm not afraid to go to our Head of House!

Ok, I'm a little afraid of being labeled a narc, but that's a sacrifice I have to make, right?

And then, of course, there are the completely medieval methods used to set up the seating arrangement in the Great Hall. What in the world? Why do the Slytherin's and Ravenclaw's have better seating and plates and silverware than everyone else? That is SO unfair. What have we done to deserve this? I feel some definite discrimination here. Why do we have to get our knives taken away? How are we supposed to eat things like...steak? You can't eat steak without a knife!

Alright, I'm leaving...if I keep going on about this I'm just gonna get more upset.

The new school rules are LUDICROUS.

I mean, come ON! No jewlery, no pets in bed... sort of understandable. But no RUNNING?! WHAT IF YOURE TRYING TO CATCH A THIEF WHO STOLE YOUR MONEY OR BOOKS OR SOMETHING?!?!?!?!

Okay. Deep breaths, Emily. You can do this.

Second of all... The rules feel biased! I mean, the libraries are open for ALL HOURS for Ravenclaws, (not that I'm complaining) Slytherins must be out by 7pm, and all others out by 9pm? Come on! Where is the common sense in that? And I feel bad for the Gryffindors. They don't get KNIFES. WTF. Dude. How are they going to eat the steaks? Just.. stab it with a fork and bite it whole? WTF. Dude. Just... Please spare them something!

In no way was there ANYTHING like this on the brochures. I am SO sueing the Magical Education Board. Somehow.

What gives with the no food in bed!? We are a pack of hormonal teenage girls without boys and we can't eat any bloody chocolate in bed! Oh the horror of it all!

It was last term when I learned that there were only two members of my family left. Afterwards, Everyone was all, "You wanna talk?" "You okay?", and it bothered the heck outta me!!

I've lived with stuff like this my whole life! Everyone around me that I love die! It's nothing new! If I need a phyciatrist, I'll let you know, people!

Another thing, some people tet to think that people can controll their fears, not so! I'm agoraphobic, and there's nothing I can do to change that! It's not that i'm emo and I just don't want to go outside, okay? I'd love to be just as normal as the next kid, but I get panic attacks whenever i'm in any large open area.

Now, lately? It's been getting better, but it's still there! Even the thought of going outside maes my stomach churn! It's nothing I can help!!

Ok I am really not didn't like the visitor rule either. The common room had always been an escape from the rest of the other houses. A place to go to freely bash another house if the need so arose. Now even in our own house we have to watch what we say and do in case a claw and even worse one of those duffer badgers wants to come in. Of all the injustices of the flipping world to have to suffer through. I have half a mind to march up the Ministry itself during the Christmas holidays and give that Stepford ding bat of a wife to the bloody Minister of Magic Clara Belle a stern talking to and a well placed stinging hex aimed at her overinflated misshaped head.

I mean where is the sanctity of the common room? Of all the common rooms in all the world a Gryffindor had to walk into mine!

Kingston Wendleworth III is annoying!! 'Nough said.

ARGH! I don't GET why we can't write letters to our family! I mean, JUST this morning, I tried to send a letter, only to find out that the owlery was closed and that we couldn't send letters at ALL! What will Neil think of me? I bet you, he probably tried to send me that other package of stuff like the special Belle's School banners... URGH! I HATE BELLE'S SCHOOL! WHY DID I EVEN MOVE TO HOGWARTS?!

GREAT SIZZLING DRAGON BOGIES. I, until now, certainly harbored a measure of respect for the Slytherins. Now I know that there must be Snakes out there that had nothing to do with this OPPORTUNISTIC UNFAIR MANIPULATION, but it certainly doesn't make them look good. And what REALLY gets me is that the Slytherins are quite a formidable house. They are perfectly capable of gaining a lead and maintaining it. Why, if they didn't like being in second, it was perfectly within their means to get out of there. But some of them had to run to the Minister like a bunch of snivelling prats. It's really quite disgraceful. *sniffs*

WHAT THE HELLO-KITTY?!

THERE IS A REASON I WAS PLACED INTO RAVENCLAW!! There is a REASON why I am intellectually above-average, and others are not. I don't quite know why, but the houses, let alone the sexes, cannot be divided, and then brought together! You just can't do that!

The last thing I want, when I'm tired at the end of the day, and I head to the common room to relax, and wind-down, and be with people who are like myself, the last thing I want is for a Hufflepuff to find it's wa into our common room!

When I sit down to eat breakfast, I don't want to look over and see a Gryffindor, friend or foe, I don't care! There are four different houses for a reason, people!!

Yes, my boyfriend is in Slytherin, but so was half my family!! I personally, don't get along very well with other girls, and i'm uncomfortable enough right now, but to violate my personal sanctuaries of my common room and my house table?! Too Far!!

Oh--and you can't call me a hippocryte!! You know why? I am the easiest person in the world to get along with, eh? If I don't like you, there happens to be something seriously wrong with you! I love Hogwarts, but sometimes, people push their luck!

*Sigh* [/Needs some coffee]

A lot of people are in a tizzy about Slytherin House recieving extra points from the Minister of Magic, well you know what I have to say about that? They are all jealous.

I mean come on, you all know you wish you would have thought of that first, but of course you didn't a cunning, sly Slytherin did, and now there is nothing you all can do about it.

So chill out and stop whining. What's done is done loves, you can't change the past.

I am so sick and tired of Slytherin taking flak from people angry with the Ministry. It’s not like we have an Imperious Curse over them, whatever they do they do it out of their own accord. So we're favored more than the rest of the other houses. Hey if any of you have a problem with that take it up with the Ministry itself, leave Slytherin out of your whining and trash talking.

*giggles* Biggie Smalls, OMG! I luv ya too... We need to find a way to hang out more. *hopes for more Hogsmeade weekends*

*laugh* And you'll do it, too! *puts an inflammability charm on his hair, just in case*


I'm with Steelsheen on this one. Yes, Slytherin didn't earn the points in a traditional sense. Is it fair? Nope. But there's a lot of 'not-fair' going on this term, and the Slytherin girls who wrote the ministry acted on a stroke of genius which really paid off. I tip my hat to them for some seriously creative thinking to exploit the Minister's obvious bias. It doesn't make us 'better', it just means our girls were cunning and it worked. I'm proud of our Slytherin girls for thinking like... well, Slytherins.

And you realize... that crazy-like-a-fox-snake minister was bloody brilliant to grant us those points. Look at us! We're all engaged in all this petty inter-House squabbling, bickering over House Points that won't mean a thing after the end of this term. It's pathetic! But he's got us thinking about House Points when instead, we should be focusing on our real problem -- the fact that none of us are at Hogwarts and we're segregated by gender, and under the rule of so many teachers who are giving us ridiculous finishing-school lessons instead of teaching us magic.

That, my fellow classmates, is a problem that belongs to all Houses, and we should be pooling all our strengths- Slytherin cunning, Hufflepuff hard work, Gryffindor bravery, and Ravenclaw intelligence-- to rally together to find a way to restore our school to the integrated, quality learning institution that existed only one term ago. If we all remain complacent, nothing is going to change, and we're all just going to be a group of men and women with great manners, but who harbor huge inter-House grudges they can't even act on in a proper duel because we never gained proper magical instruction. And we'll have no one to blame but ourselves.

That's not the future I want. How 'bout you?

*Will hops off his soapbox*

But two or three people can't change everything... I mean I have tried so hard to make people see what you are talking about but again I'm a Hufflepuff and basically everyone hates us so who would want to follow a Huffie this is why it's important for hufflepuff to get points because we need to show some people that we are capable so that they would lay of our back.

You're right- 2 or 3 rogue students can't do it alone.

It needs to be all of us, regardless of House or gender, acting as one voice-- that's the only way we'll effect a change. And focusing just on points and this house versus that house distracts us from being able to unify and enact a meaningful change... to win Hogwarts back!

Well I would like Hogwarts back for sure I would but if you can rally up people I will be the one that will lead them through this

firstly, i've been wanting to say for the longest time: LMAO on Biggie Smalls and Puff Daddy pygmy puffs


are you reffering to the people who thinks Huffys are duffers? so? those are probably the same sort who thinks Gryffys are pinheads or Slythies are meanies or Ravvies are a bunch of bores. Remember this: “Those Who Matter Do Not Mind And Those Who Mind Do Not Matter.”


you know, i think we had more interhouse unity when everybody was in the negative points teritory. hardly anybody cared about the points. most people's efforts were to end the segragation (or kill the boredom, which ever is applicable).

Careful that you're not using this as a chat thread.


IC RANT: I HAVE GARBAGE IN MY OFFICE and someone is going to PAY for it!

I am definitely upset. More than upset, actually. Furious. Fuming. Beyond words. Absolutely angry. I think those words are the perfect description of the way I feel right now.

If for some stupid reason I happen to see the face of Rapunzel Ariel Black within a ten mile radius right now, I’m going to chuck something at her. A chair, maybe. And you better be sure that if it wasn’t because I’m much too lazy to go all the way to my dormitory and get my heavy trunk, I’d gladly chuck that at her, instead.

But now that I think about it, doing that would be just too mean—for my trunk, that is. Imagine having to make contact with Rapunzel’s head. How mean with that be, eh?

Then again, getting hit by a trunk may be exactly what the obviously mentally ill Hufflepuff needs. A pretty heavy trunk smashing against her head could maybe wake up her obviously dead brain cells. That’s assuming she actually has a brain, of course. I don’t think she does. And if she does, it doesn’t work properly.

But really, I won’t chuck my trunk at her. A chair, maybe, but not my precious trunk. She’d probably end up getting pretty hurt, and I’m sure that Professor Lainey wouldn’t like that. I’ll probably get yell that, and that’s something I do not want. Not because of hitting Rapunzel’s head, at least.

Oh, but you cannot fathom how much I detest that girl. Worse than that idiotic Sherlock, that one is.

How dare she call me different only because I’m a beater? And what on earth was she thinking when she called me anti-social? I have plenty of friends, and the fact that I do not like her unlike half of the school, doesn’t mean that there’s something wrong with me. Half of the school is wrong for liking her, not me. And honestly, that is not a surprise, considering that half of the school if moping over the boys. Ridiculous.

Almost as ridiculous as Rapunzel Black is. Ridiculous blonde.

So Rapunzel thinks I’m different, eh? I’ll show her what different is. I’ll give her different—an entire different kind of pain is what that girl is going to feel once one of my bludgers connect with one of her arms. She’s going to regret of every single word that came out of her incoherent mouth. And really, who cares if Ryan gets mad because I hit his girlfriend? I think I can deal with his possible wrath. Is not my fault that she happens to be playing on the team we’ll be playing against for the championship game. And it is definitely not my fault that I do not like her in the slightest, either.

And you know what? She thinks I’m different? I’m not the one that is bipolar and/or mentally unstable. Unlike her, of course.

Rant over. I’m out of here.