Ron Weasley

Nev,

Where are you, mate? They sent Towler off to look for you, but I think he was off to the Greenhouses, and maybe you aren't there?

Are you all right?

Okay, that's dumb. You're not all right. But come back, yeah? We're waiting here in the common room, and we won't make you talk or anything, but

we'd just feel better about it if you were here.

This parchment for Divination is driving me mad. I mean to say, Palmistry? Complete bollocks.

For the first project after hols, we had to use palmistry to read our own futures in the short term, and she made us come up with three things we were going to follow between then and the end of February. So I decided to look into how much I'd grow, and whether I'd end up in the hospital wing at all, and whether my fantasy Quidditch side would improve its win-loss percentage. And my readings came out that I wouldn't grow at all, that I'd have to see Madam Pomfrey three times, and that my Quidditch side was going to have nothing but wins for the whole two months.

Obviously palmistry's bollocks. I've grown at least four inches, haven't got hurt at all, and my Hogsmeade Harriers lost both matches they've played since Hewett got hexed in that duel. If he's not back on his broom for next week's matches, I'm done for. We'll be bottom of the league for sure.

I don't know what I'm supposed to write about it now. Professor Carpenter'll just say I did the readings wrong in the first place and give me low marks for the whole project.

Potions was rubbish today, too. In case you were wondering. I mixed up when I was supposed to add the newt tails, and I had to throw the whole thing out. Another zero for me. Hoo-bloody-ray.

And I heard somebody say it's supposed to rain tonight--that'll make Astronomy just so much fun.

At least we've got Creatures tomorrow. It was dead hilarious yesterday when the Niffler went for Parvati's necklace. And after all the times he's told us not to wear anything shiny! So what does she say to Brown? 'I thought he just meant rings.' How daft can you be?

Sally Anne, Pansy, Nev.

(Good thing I don't have to use private messages to talk to you lot since there's three of you. I heard Jones got well cheesed at Bones--heh, that rhymes!--'cause Bones sent her a PM she couldn't read 'cause she was third on the list. I bet that happens all the time, people forgetting you can't have more than two.)

Anywiz. Last night some of us were messing about and came up with a game you play with switching spells that turned out to be a real laugh! You need to get a bunch of stuff together--like we had Bundy's bunny slippers and Towler's omnioculars and my wrist sheath and a load of other things--nobbly rubber balls and some ribbons and a bell and just a load of stuff--and then you take one thing and swap something on it with something on one of the others, and then you pass it to the next person and they have to swap something on it with something from one of their things and then you pass it on. It gets really mad!

It's a bit complicated putting it all right at the end, of course. I think Towler's omnioculars have still got bunny ears.

Anywiz, I was thinking you might want to play. (It'd be great with jam!!!!)

And Nev, you should totally try it. You were hiding out last night so we wouldn't ask, weren't you?

Show Slytherin what a REAL team can do!! One where ALL the players earn their places on the team! And nobody has to BUY them a load of fancy-boy brooms so they'll feel big enough to play!!

Go Gryffindor!

Fly, Score, WIN!!!!!!